Gasping, Revy arches her back into your touch as you grasp her breasts roughly through her shirt. Her nipples harden immediately under your fingers, and she lets out a low moan of pleasure. "Fuck," she mutters, already growing wet at your touch. She turns around to face you, pressing herself against your chest and grinding her hips into yours once more.

Without warning, she reaches up and yanks your shirt over your head, tossing it aside to join her tank top on the floor.

Her eyes widen slightly at the sight of your erect cock springing free from its confines, but only for a moment before she's reaching down to wrap a firm grip around it, stroking you slowly from base to tip. "Not bad," she says, voice husky with desire. "I like what I see."

She leads you towards the bed, pushing you onto it and climbing on after you. Straddling your hips, she leans down to capture your mouth in a fierce kiss, her tongue dancing with yours in a display of raw hunger.