Locus's head drops as he gasps, squirms, uncertain whether to lean back into the steady pulse of those fingers or the sharp pinch of his teeth. But Felix has a hand up and tangling in Taylor's hair to tug, snarling softly.
It's ramping things up fairly quickly, it's true. But that doesn't stop him from wanting more. Demanding it. He's never satisfied, it seems.
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Locus's head drops as he gasps, squirms, uncertain whether to lean back into the steady pulse of those fingers or the sharp pinch of his teeth. But Felix has a hand up and tangling in Taylor's hair to tug, snarling softly.
It's ramping things up fairly quickly, it's true. But that doesn't stop him from wanting more. Demanding it. He's never satisfied, it seems.