Lan Fan huffed lightly, her fingers tangling into his hair even more. The rain water was clinging to her skin, her breast bindings feeling suffocating--and despite how cool it was and the way her skin covered in gooseflesh and the way her nipples tightened she felt like she was burning up on the inside.

And between her thighs her little curse had flared to life as well. She shifted on her feet, wishing there was a way to hide it by pressing her thighs together but knowing it was hopeless--and knowing he didn't want that anyway. Her muscles jumped as his tongue ran over her navel and her erection pulsed almost in time with them. She let out a small whimper, her head falling back against the wall, her eyes closing and her brow knitting at the slight hint of contact. She lifted her metal arm, her hand covering her face as she whimpered again into the palm, turning her face to the side.