"What, already?" Genevieve giggled, rather spoiling the mood. "I must be sexier than I thought!"<br/><br/>Getting control of herself with an effort, she straddled his body and slid down to plant hickeys on his neck and chest, not breaking the skin, not yet, but playing with her food. Her clothes melted away, and her bare skin brushed against his flesh. Her tail flicked back and worth, brushing against his legs occasionally.