[Just like she still wants to test the limits of what she can do when it comes to feeding and preying on the people left in the dome, to see her own strength, she wants - every part of this. The couch moving beneath them just makes her laugh harder, erratic with the groans and moans that bubble forth as she sinks her nails into the cushions. They start to tear the harder she holds on, forcibly pushing back against him.]
Come onnnn... Spike, yeah! [She's far too content with this, more so than she ever imagined she'd be. How could she have ever been hesitant about life like this?]