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There was fabric in the way. A nuisance, but nothing she wasn't used to dealing with. After all, she normally wore clothes, and it was only because she'd been in secui form that she didn't have any on. Her hips was pulled to hit his, and Amy happily ground her body against him, feeling the tension. He was very aroused, so quick and eager. His hands slid down, touching her even lower, a slow aching need building in her body. His rough grasp felicitated her own, hand grabbing his rear before traveling up his spine, soft and sweet.
A hand lowered down, a single clawed hand tugging at his pants before she tore them down, pulling him forward to step out of them. Then, just to take the game to the next level, she bit his lip and turned, escaping from his grasp. In a flash she danced around him, was at his back, hands sensually massaging him, slipping down his chest, a rumbling growl coming from her as she whispered what she would do in his ear. Laughing she pulled away again, claws scratching against him, waiting for him to come.
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