I could take all that you love
We could get down fading numb
We could get down fading numb
There is no heat to his breath as his mouth finds her shoulder, but there's no need for it when her skin is alive with a fever from his touch and initial bite. She leans into him, somehow aware enough to do so without toppling him since he only has one arm. The pause before the bite is tortuously teasing, but it's swept away by the preternatural smoothness of his fingers against her navel as they dip into her clothes. She shudders all the same at the coolness of his touch.
And then there's an entirely different kind of trembling as his fingers find her hot, slick core, forcing a sharp gasp of eager sensitivity from her throat. It never ceases to surprise her, how quickly the bite can affect her physically, but she already aches at the slightest touch of his fingers. Then he bites down a second time, and the rubbing of his fingers is nothing compared to the electric pleasure that his venom inspires - it topples her over immediately, thighs trembling and clenching at his lap as her own hands dig into his shoulders, a mangled cry leaving her lips. Too many names she wants to say, none which fit right anymore.
And then there's an entirely different kind of trembling as his fingers find her hot, slick core, forcing a sharp gasp of eager sensitivity from her throat. It never ceases to surprise her, how quickly the bite can affect her physically, but she already aches at the slightest touch of his fingers. Then he bites down a second time, and the rubbing of his fingers is nothing compared to the electric pleasure that his venom inspires - it topples her over immediately, thighs trembling and clenching at his lap as her own hands dig into his shoulders, a mangled cry leaving her lips. Too many names she wants to say, none which fit right anymore.
Gasoline kiss on my lips
Tell yourself you know it's me
Tell yourself you know it's me
