Felicia lets out a soft, needy noise as his fingers grip her hips tightly. She arches into him, feeling his erection pressed against her through their costumes. Her body is on fire for this man; it's been so long since she's felt anything like this. When he tries to push her away, she digs her claws deeper into his suit, not letting go until he either gives in or rips the fabric free from her grip.

Felicia moans again as their bodies grind together, seeking more contact. Her breasts press against his chest, nipples hard and aching for him. She angles her head to deepen the kiss, her tongue tangling with his as she tries to taste every inch of his mouth. Her fingers curl into fists in his suit, desperate for skin on skin contact.