Erica fought Cassidy briefly as she threw her on the couch and pulled off her clothing, but quickly leaned back as she was bit on the leg. Her body arched, exposing herself more to her sire and lover, whom she'd glimpsed as the world spin between the wall of the couch. "Oh, shit!"<br/><br/>She looked down, Cassidy's blonde mop falling over her stomach and hips, her own previously strict coiffure coming loose from its binding to fall against the couch. As Cassidy played with her, her eyes closed and she reached down to stroke her sire's hair. Her fingers grabbed and yanked, trying to dislodge the teeth as they pushed her closer to her edge. "No, Cass...not...not like this...please...don't make him watch..."