<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 255, 153)">Ayla let out a rough hiss as his teeth duck into her flesh, body tensing from the pain and gripping tightly onto his shoulders even as she let her head roll to the side exposing her neck to him. Despite the initial reaction to the flash of pain, those same hands drifted to the front of his shirt, struggling aggressively with the buttons before giving up and just tugging violently at it. The satisfying Sound small buttons hitting the floor her reward.</span>