Salty - Hot...Swaying to her feet, Lone Wolf's breaths came in heady pants, as she pouted - Her brow furrowing, just so~! Her body tingled with need, but - This wasn't enough. This wasn't going to satisfy her...<br/><br/>-But she could think of someone she could.<br/><br/>"Perhaps not~" she cooed, once her mouth was clean again...the phantom taste lingering on her lips, a naughty idea coursing through her. "Give me a moment...<em>alone</em>."<br/><br/>As soon as he departed - She'll trace the skull, her breath coming faster, faster, in shivery anticipation...Ready to be brought to Margos~!