[ Shrike makes a soft, quiet sigh in the back of her throat and she yields, her lips parting.
Getting Sekhmet off had given her a chance to calm down, a little, but the arousal's still been there, coiled in her every muscle, and now it's burning hot again at Sekhmet's warm mouth on hers, and the sharp flick of claws against her skin. Her back arches, just slightly; her hands clutch at Sekhmet's waist. ]
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Getting Sekhmet off had given her a chance to calm down, a little, but the arousal's still been there, coiled in her every muscle, and now it's burning hot again at Sekhmet's warm mouth on hers, and the sharp flick of claws against her skin. Her back arches, just slightly; her hands clutch at Sekhmet's waist. ]