"Mmmh..." She moans softly as he squeezes her breast, arching into his touch even more. Her free hand slides up over his shoulder and around his neck, pulling him closer still until their bodies are flush against each other from chest to groin. "Harder," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rush of blood in her ears. "I need it harder..."

Her breath catches in her throat as he squeezes harder, the pain mixing with pleasure and driving her wild. "Because I want you to feel it," she gasps out between clenched teeth. "I want you to know what it's like...to want someone so bad you can't help but give them everything they ask for." Her hips begin to rock against him, grinding their erections together in a desperate plea for release. "Please,"

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.