*she smiled into the kiss... tender and soft was all well and good... but this was what she expected, wanted when she offered to "allow" him a kiss. Her fingers stayed tight at his belt, free hand snaking up around his neck, torso stretching as she leaned up into him. It wasn't a curse, and she wasn't frigid... if anything her physical response was amplified, having denied herself so long. Still... this needed to end, before it really affected her. In... just a minutes or two. Her teeth scraped his lower lip, her own bruising under his*