[Passion is the word of the day, and Belladonna's new animal instincts are having a field day. There's something about the pressure of his pelvis against her own, chased by the feeling of his teeth against her lip drives her past what little self-control she'd managed to regain.
Both of her hands come down to his chest so she can shove him back down onto the bed, eyes wild as she pants, staring down at him. She looks downright predatory, and is about to go right back down for more when a flash of realization lights up her face.]
O-Oh!
[It's not just their incredibly compromising position. It's that she just noticed, finally, what's going on beneath her legs. His legs. Belladonna stammers, clearly unable to say anything altogether profane in regards to the situation.]
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Both of her hands come down to his chest so she can shove him back down onto the bed, eyes wild as she pants, staring down at him. She looks downright predatory, and is about to go right back down for more when a flash of realization lights up her face.]
O-Oh!
[It's not just their incredibly compromising position. It's that she just noticed, finally, what's going on beneath her legs. His legs. Belladonna stammers, clearly unable to say anything altogether profane in regards to the situation.]
Is that...I--are you...?
[Erect?!]