[ Each graze of nails and sting of teeth is unexpectedly bright, the razor sharpness of the sensation cutting through everything else and making Hei exhale on a stifled groan. It feels like he's pinning down a wildcat, all fury and perfect need. He wonders if she'll draw blood if kept to it. (He half-hopes she does.) He kneads at each breast hard in his hands, thumbs rubbing across the nipples before he lets go, reaching around her back to unclasp her bra. ]
[ Slipping his palms lower, he grips her hips to steady her. Flows to his knees in a movement like a length of shadow slipping to the floor. Bunching up her top under her arms along with her loosened bra, he cups her exposed breasts in rough hands, rubbing his stubbled cheek against the soft skin. Lifts them to lick her left nipple, then the right, before opening his mouth to draw in as much of one breast as he can, sucking hard. The urge to touch everything, taste all of her all at once, is becoming a frustration, fierce and harsh as a sudden itch. ]
⊕ Friday!
[ Slipping his palms lower, he grips her hips to steady her. Flows to his knees in a movement like a length of shadow slipping to the floor. Bunching up her top under her arms along with her loosened bra, he cups her exposed breasts in rough hands, rubbing his stubbled cheek against the soft skin. Lifts them to lick her left nipple, then the right, before opening his mouth to draw in as much of one breast as he can, sucking hard. The urge to touch everything, taste all of her all at once, is becoming a frustration, fierce and harsh as a sudden itch. ]