[There's a warm tingle at the touch of his hand, and her kiss quickly turns from gentle to match the heat of his.
She yelps a little when he yanks her onto his lap (she really ought to be used to it by now, he does things like it so often). The arms around her waist are tight, and she can feel his breath on her neck. After a moment's hesitation, she wraps her arms around his neck and rests her head on his. It's strange, going from hunger to this almost innocent embrace, but she certainly doesn't mind.]
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