<strong>Anya<br/>Dorm A hallway<br/>Tagged: Isoke</strong><br/><br/>Anya moaned into his mouth as his hands gripped her hips and she could feel the press of his erection against her belly. Moisture pooled between her legs as they kissed, his tongue eagerly seeking hers. She pulled back enough to look into his eyes, a wicked glint there.<br/><br/>"As we will be attending orientation at some point or another, I think it best if I didn't burn of our clothing again." Already she could feel the flames beneath her skin and he would be able to feel the rising heat as he touched her. She was getting better at controling it, but with him, it was still hard. He pulled the worst from her. "So, how about I just feed from you," said as a hand slid between them and claws ran lightly over his covered length, "and then we can attend orientaion. Afterwards, we can lose the clothes?" She nipped at his lower lip playfully as the fire swirled in her eyes, the brown fading away to a fiery red. "Now, lead the way. I'm starving."