Maeve
She could feel the points of his fangs against her tongue and wanted to feel them on her skin too. He wouldn't need to bite her, but part of her wanted him too. She's always had a thing for fangs. It was a whole look and Adam had that look. His hands come to cup her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt, squeezing gently and teasing one of her nipples with a soft swipe of his thumb. Maeve's breath hitches and she presses harder into that kiss before their breaking to breathe. "Are you telling me I could of had more than cuddles? Fucking tease."
Her teeth snap playfully at his bottom lip before she's releasing him so he can tug his shirt over his head. Green eyes drop down to his chest, hands eagerly sliding up his chest, pausing to tweak his nipples before they find their way back into his hair. Maeve tugs him back in for another kiss, hips rocking forward against that growing bulge in his pants. She pulls away from his mouth in favor of kissing along his jaw as her hands move to start working on the ties of the corset that's currently hugging her waist. Once she gets it loose enough, she pops the the hooks on the front, letting it fall to the floor. "Not gonna make me do all the work are you?" She purrs next to his ear, nipping at his ear lobe and giving it a little tug before her lips find their way back to his.
That familiar heat is already working its way through her body, urging her to grind against the hard line of his cock that's so enticingly pressed against the seam of her pants. Greedy hands explore his body; nails scratching lightly down his back and fingers gripping his sides as he teases her through her clothes. Thoughts of his mouth and tongue run through her mind with reckless abandon, edging her closer towards impatience, but she's unwilling to give in just yet. She's enjoying this too much for that.
Her teeth snap playfully at his bottom lip before she's releasing him so he can tug his shirt over his head. Green eyes drop down to his chest, hands eagerly sliding up his chest, pausing to tweak his nipples before they find their way back into his hair. Maeve tugs him back in for another kiss, hips rocking forward against that growing bulge in his pants. She pulls away from his mouth in favor of kissing along his jaw as her hands move to start working on the ties of the corset that's currently hugging her waist. Once she gets it loose enough, she pops the the hooks on the front, letting it fall to the floor. "Not gonna make me do all the work are you?" She purrs next to his ear, nipping at his ear lobe and giving it a little tug before her lips find their way back to his.
That familiar heat is already working its way through her body, urging her to grind against the hard line of his cock that's so enticingly pressed against the seam of her pants. Greedy hands explore his body; nails scratching lightly down his back and fingers gripping his sides as he teases her through her clothes. Thoughts of his mouth and tongue run through her mind with reckless abandon, edging her closer towards impatience, but she's unwilling to give in just yet. She's enjoying this too much for that.
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
