Each time the pair joined lips, Xavier felt scorching flames of lust racing through his veins and intoxicating him more so than any drug known to man. His own tongue played a dangerous dance with the invading muscle, swirling about it and teasing her until her teeth caught a hold of it. The groan that slipped out of his mouth was a combination of both pain and pleasure. The constant grind of her hips up against his own were distracting enough, and kept him more than ready to fuck her should the chance arise.<br/><br/>"Sounds like a deal, and you're welcome to take off anything you don't think I need Persie," he replied with a soft smile. As her hands cupped the sides of head he absentmindedly tried to nuzzle into her warm palms. "I'll take my time and get to your pussy after a helping of those tits," the male said without so much of a blush as things were definitely going his way, or so he thought. His lips remained closed as she guided them down to one pert nipple.<br/><br/>His mouth didn't remain sealed for long as the hardened peak of Persie's breast slipped between his lips and into the moist confines. Xavier's tongue went to work immediately, flicking at the sensitive nub with the speed of a serpent. Both of his hands came up to her chest and pushed the heavy mounds together, making it easier for him to switch to either side should he choose to do so. A soft murmur of approval purred out at the taste of her demonic skin, not that he realized her nature.