[As he watches, the taste of her still remains on his tongue...
...Yet he's still craving something. Something else.
The sound of her voice keeps echoing in his mind, the thrill of that high pitched cry...
Usually by now he would also be filled with that overwhelming desire to take her and fill his own needs, yet for some reason he feels as if that's not enough. That this isn't enough.
He gives one last rough twisting stroke before he leans forward, hands now on either side of her.]
What do you want me to do?
[His eyes go to her neck, a strange gleam flickering in his eyes before his mouth descends upon her neck, roughly biting her.]
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...Yet he's still craving something. Something else.
The sound of her voice keeps echoing in his mind, the thrill of that high pitched cry...
Usually by now he would also be filled with that overwhelming desire to take her and fill his own needs, yet for some reason he feels as if that's not enough. That this isn't enough.
He gives one last rough twisting stroke before he leans forward, hands now on either side of her.]
What do you want me to do?
[His eyes go to her neck, a strange gleam flickering in his eyes before his mouth descends upon her neck, roughly biting her.]