thoughts - kissing
Roier is eager as he kisses you, his hands drifting from your face to your waist, a possessive hand on your hip, back to your face again. The kiss is filthy as he presses closer, nibbles at your lip turning into the slide of his tongue against yours. It's easy to lose yourself in it, if not for the way Cellbit sinks his teeth into your neck from behind you, pining you to Roier's chest, his arms snaked around your waist.
You can feel the purr in Cellbit's chest against your back as he works at bruising your skin, sucking and biting everywhere he can reach. Every now and then his teeth press a little too deep, too sharp, and it makes you whine into Roier's mouth. He doesn't draw blood, not yet, but the risk is dizzying.
Cellbit nips hard against your neck, making you squirm as he reaches past you to tug on Roier's hair. Normally you'd feel a little envious of their seamless, silent communication, but you're too distracted by the way you're spun around. Roier presses against your back, nipping your earlobe and giggling a little as Cellbit captures your lips, greedy as he kisses you dizzy.