[ The sound of his voice, the soft moan, the way his breath hitches when she sinks her teeth in, it's all so good and she wishes she could draw it out forever. But then he bites her back, right over where he'd already marked her, and the sweet sting of pain makes her gasp. She can't even get a word in edgewise before he's already digging his teeth in, making the ache worse, and the way he licks at the mark afterwards, like he's enjoying the taste of her, leaves her so dizzy with desire she can hardly think. If she had the upper hand there, she's already lost it. ]

M-maybe not but- ah- if I had it, then- then everyone would know you're mine and I'm yours and- ah- Oberon...!

[ She draws out his name in a needy, breathless whine, lifting her hips to meet his every thrust. Even though she's so achingly full of him, it's still not enough. She needs more - she needs to be even closer to him. She wraps her arms around his neck and her thighs squeeze around his hips. ]

Keep... Keep kissing and touching me more...