[ When Rinne's teeth sink into her thigh, Ai lets out a noise so shamefully, desperately hot and wanton that she can hardly believe the sound of her own voice even as it rises out of her. The ache of the bite, combined with the way Rinne draws so patiently on the delicate skin there... for a moment her head tips back and her eyes close before she manages to meet his gaze again.

It feels so good, the sharp spike of feeling that cuts through the sweet, flushing attention his mouth and hands are lavishing her with - she would never even once have thought of herself as an M in the slightest but the idea of Rinne marking her skin with his teeth, just enough to sting and bruise makes her ache.

If she's his prey, then that's fine. So long as it's Rinne, letting herself get eaten doesn't sound so bad in the slightest. ]

Of course. I don't want anybody else. If it's not you, there's no point.

[ Her voice is breathy and shaken from the feeling Rinne's wrung out of her. But it's so earnest, too. Affectionate and sweet and real. Her fingers don't rest - running up over the hard planes of Rinne's shoulders and back, lingering at the nape of his neck to curl into his hair when he leans in towards her. ]

Now I've got you, I don't need to look at anybody else ever again. I'm all yours.