Elisabeth reached out her hands and carefully set them on his shoulders, allowing them to slowly drag down his chest, over his stomach, and moving to grip his waist. She pulled him toward her and tilted her head, pressing her lips against his in what was at first a soft kiss that then progressed into something more hungry. But before it could go much further, she broke it off, smirking. "You don't taste any different."
She removed her hands from his waist to drape her arms over his shoulders, locking her hand over her wrist behind his neck. "Can you do everything we can? Eat, sleep...fuck?" She winked, sure to press her body against his more fully at the mention of the latter.