It felt like a current. A rip tide. The kind that came out of nowhere and swept you inside of it, mesmerizing since it couldn’t be seen, only felt. Rolling over your body. Carrying you fluidly out to sea, didn’t have to work hard at all for it to do its job. There was a freedom in that.<br/><br/>Right before it drowned you.<br/>That’s what his reciprocation felt like.<br/>Mau knew it the very moment he surrendered.<br/>Got lost in the electrifying waves.<br/>None the wiser<i>she</i>could be the one who was harmful.<br/><br/>She breathed though, finally inhaling a decent breath her lungs appreciated when he let go of her throbbing wrist - but that’s not why. It wasn’t from relief that followed his mercy, Mau didn’t want it. Came from the thread those fingers made in her hair, and the way his hands became insistent their mouths were flush. Ryan’s<i>give</i>released her chains, now able to feel all of what she had been baying, which wasn’t much, but the hollowness was gone. That crippling feeling of being alone while standing next to him filled. Fit to burst, and she whimpered into his mouth because she had to make<i>some</i>kind of sound that would allow her to revel, and communicate a sliver of her satisfaction. Her need. Her fervent pining.<br/><br/>A beginning.<br/>An end.<br/>It was just a<i>then</i>.<br/>Taking whatever bone this was.<br/>Even if it’d choke her to death by dawn.<br/><br/>Her head fell back for him, moving whichever way he instructed without a shred of resistance and her small hands hurried to slide up his solid chest, over wide shoulders, climbing to latch behind his neck. She needed something to hold on to, her toes only took her so far, and she’d only just began to use his body as leverage to hoist herself higher when the world began to spin. Mau moved with it, barely noticing the wall her spine flattened against at first but when she did? Oh how her throat purred with the marveling feel of being salaciously pinned between him and the sheet rock.<br/>Trembling with a fever only he could break, her body was<i>shameless</i>, skirt bunching from hips rocking against his leg and she nearly cried from the friction her flaming cunt finally found on that knee - soft center grating on his rough denim. Mind in a whirlwind, unable to decide if it wanted to stay on the delicious pressure she found or tune in to the feral noise she heard him make<i>and</i>felt reverberate in his chest under her palms that slid back down. She<i><b>had to</b></i>feel his skin - the way a junkie craved a bump in the veins - and Mau pulled the center of his shirt in two, buttons scattering, thrummed a sigh on his tongue that her own moved against when the pads of her fingers landed on his flesh.<br/><br/>She wanted to tell him she would’ve waited. That he didn’t have to banish her.<br/>To lie, and him believe it. Herself as well.<br/><br/>But Ryan wouldn’t have to worry about that, Mau was entirely too swept up in the tumultuous sensations that gathered at the lowest part of her back, erupting and spreading everywhere else, to ruin what was commencing with worthless words.<br/><br/>Left hand dropped, lithe fingers folding to do what he denied her moments ago on the button that counted most, and when she yanked? Simultaneously her teeth<i>sank</i>into the fleshy corner of his lower lip, puncturing the thin skin with a fang. He felt her life soaring in the pulse at her neck, she wanted to taste his. Feel that proof spill onto her tongue and that first pin drop spreading over her pallet garnered a mewing moan when she finished dragging her tongue over the superficial wound. But in true Mau fashion, while she might have “hurt” him, directly after did her mouth soften again, and she lovingly kissed where another bead of crimson began, “Missed you.”<i>Hers</i>.<br/><br/>There.<br/>Truth.<br/>And by the way she was then working to drag his zipper, girl had ever intention of showing him how much.