Flesh: Muse is horny and wants to have rough sex(ex.being thrown against a wall and bitten)
That urge was back to haunt her again, but this time it was…worse, almost. This wasn’t how she usually felt about these things. It was raw, needy, almost desperate.
Laying in her bed, hand moving frantically between her legs, all sorts of dirty thoughts danced about her restless mind, but it wasn’t quite satisfying her. She needed something more. Biting, scratching, lip-brusing sex sounded just about right. There had to be someone willing to do that, right? Her free hand began to search the bedside table for her HoloCaster
But then she thought of Jack, and, biting her lower lip, she withdrew her hand. She couldn’t do that to him-not again. But something told her that if she called him over, she might not be able to control herself…
…This feeling had to pass. It could only last for so long.
He had to get the hell off base. Too many damn people knew his name and every time some one said it he became a mess and made those lewd noises and it was becoming more than he could take. Not only that now he... he had these urges and he was feeling sort of... violent. Jesus this was shaping up to be a god awful day.
He moved through the crowded city, not even giving two shits as it began to rain lightly.