[SE] what else can we do

Isla thinks she's been playing the part of wanton damsel pretty well so far - mainly because gods if Cal isn't good at what he does, and it's a pleasure to let him pleasure her. But as he withdraws, there's something fae and predatory in her eyes that suggests she has no intention of being a passive participant in this. "More than anything," she purrs, her breath catching in her throat at the feel of his cock against her clit, her hips rocking up as if to get more of him that way. Leaning up to deliver a kiss against his lips, her hand meanwhile presses down against his length, guiding him inside her slick wetness as she nips at his tongue with her fangs. "You feel so good," she groans into his mouth, her legs tightening around his hips. She wants to drive him as wild as he makes her feel, and despite their comparatively vanilla position, Isla has no intention of leaving Varus wanting. ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die