That, ah, the use of her body. What she needs, wants, and often craves, what she hasn't gotten since coming here, really. Every mark pulls a moan from her, louder and louder. Wonderful pain. They could go harder, if they wanted. Bite down with those sharp teeth and draw blood. She almost suggests it, but then they have her hands at her waist...

And there's still nothing between her legs. And that's... Confusing. Just intending to fuck her, even if after enjoying her breasts, should bring something there. But thinking about that isn't going to happen, not with their lips on her nipple. She pulls down her pants vigorously, tearing the fabric a pleased gasp when the motion makes her ankle turn just right.