She shuddered as his lips rushed her neck, hand gripping harder in his hair, arching into his frame. Moaning as his teeth fastened beneath her ear. And then he shifted her, and it all came back. A yelp exploded from her chest, and she twisted her hips closer to him, pressing him closer against her core, even while he forced her head forward, and bit down on<em>that spot</em>. She froze, moaning, eyes un-focusing and crossing, her forehead pressing into his shoulder. Her body shuddered beneath him, the smell of her arousal renewing in the small room.<br/><br/>She panted, stretching in his hold, pressing her face into his shoulder and chest, a whimper escaping her as her mind once again fled to safety.<em>Yes..... oh, god yes....</em>She couldn't even form words. She pressed tight against him, looking for his reassuring heat, submitting entirely to him, accepting him. "Rosur-iel..." She whimpered, hand curling to dig her fingernails into his shoulder.<em>Please....</em>Though with more direction then the last time she moaned the entreaty, she still didn't know what she was asking for. For him to press in? To bite her again? Both? For him never to let go? To absorb her into his heat and let her live there, curled in his strength forever?<br/><br/>Her mind was blank, gone, her body was burning. Every inch of her skin was hot and red, her muscles all relaxed, and tensed at the same time, she struggled to gasp for breath, but her entire being was centred around his teeth in her shoulder. Her breaths fluttered to his shoulder, short, shuddery, but she didn't care. She didn't know if she would be able to survive if he let her go, right then, didn't know if she could survive if he didn't. Something screamed in the back of her mind, a fire alarm? She was too far gone to discern it.