Swiftcurrent Creek your heart [m]

His ministrations continued. It was then discovered that Clarice was not immune to lust; as he approached her, her tail swayed, her back arced, her eyes so bright, clear, and cold brightened. She quivered, (wantwantwantwant) not quite knowing that she anticipated, but she waited on bated breath—
xxxxxxShe was possessed within his arms, and Clarice yielded to Him, pushing back, wiggling wantonly against him without quite knowing what it might do; heat rose, pounded against her ears, A Blessed Union roared within her mind, and she hungrily whined, the note low, needy, (take take take)... There was no sentiment, no sweetness here; her love for Sos was presented in full as she moved beneath him, waiting. She looked back to the man behind her, seeing not Lecter, but Sos...