[ the aroma of the room is certainly inebriating but not more than the suppleness of fang's mouth. her entire body seems to enter into a melting state right there in her lap as the kiss continues. faye isn't aware she's doing it; both arms come up to encircle around fang's neck so that she can press herself even closer and continue melting into her. much like a real couple sharing that kiss of revitalized passion having achieved a new level in their relationship, because now they're marriedβthat's your wife. she's yours. and while that wasn't the case for them, there's a phantom of that possession stirring. an urge that sits and festers in her gut. a dull but unrelenting ache waiting to spill.
a trail of goosebumps follow where fang's hands go and faye gives her a small squeeze with her thighs. she almost doesn't catch what she says, too busy chasing one kiss with another, but there's a matching smile in her voice when she jests in return. ] I think my panties are your next best bet. [ fang may take that as an invitation, though faye will use it more as a testament to her impulsivity, further exhibited when she takes one of fang's hands and guides it to the warmth between her legs where the fabric barrier of her lacey panties, along with her growing arousal, can be discovered. ]
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a trail of goosebumps follow where fang's hands go and faye gives her a small squeeze with her thighs. she almost doesn't catch what she says, too busy chasing one kiss with another, but there's a matching smile in her voice when she jests in return. ] I think my panties are your next best bet. [ fang may take that as an invitation, though faye will use it more as a testament to her impulsivity, further exhibited when she takes one of fang's hands and guides it to the warmth between her legs where the fabric barrier of her lacey panties, along with her growing arousal, can be discovered. ]