[For Belladonna, this is practically dirty talk. Before his lips have even captured hers, she loses her breath. The image of burning cities flooding her brain and filling her with the sort of fire that can only start from within. As soon as their mouths come together, she loses any semblance of self-control she was able to maintain before this.
Overall, her experience is minimal in this regard, and on a normal day she'd be unsure of what to do with her body, where to place her hands. But right now, everything else stops existing. Instinct drives her forward, her own grip tightening around him as she presses in, following his lead and letting the rest of the world disappear. She kisses him back with need, with desperation, as if she could make one of his terrible miracles completely consume her.]
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Overall, her experience is minimal in this regard, and on a normal day she'd be unsure of what to do with her body, where to place her hands. But right now, everything else stops existing. Instinct drives her forward, her own grip tightening around him as she presses in, following his lead and letting the rest of the world disappear. She kisses him back with need, with desperation, as if she could make one of his terrible miracles completely consume her.]