[ The press of her lips is firm, insistent in the way she sucks at skin. He's just pale enough that he knows it won't take much to raise a mark, and he certainly has no reason to mind it. If anything, it fuels his pleasure, spurs him into snapping his hips harder, pace faster and more erratic as he starts to chase after his climax, each thrust coming with a sharper groan from him. He's not going to last much longer, but then again, he doubts she will either. ]
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