Nessie smiled at her boyfriend as soon as he started taking his clothes off. Other girls her age who were still virgins might have been surprised or shocked, but considering that her whole life, Nessie had been raised around a group of pretty attractive shapeshifter-wolves who liked to walk around half-naked all the time? It wasn't a big deal to her.
Until he got on the bed and she touched his chest. Then her smile got bigger.
His skin was different than her family's -- they were so cold, sometimes she thought she was the weird one of the group. It was different from the pack's, which could be too warm. Human skin was somehow just right, cooling her while at the same time? She could totally understand the temptation of human blood.
Good thing she wasn't a vampire, then, she thought, right as Drew kissed her and she pulled him down to the bed. Her mouth had gotten some good practice in with Drew, so Nessie's kisses were getting better and more confident. Her hands ran up and down Drew's whole body and then she stopped for a minute.
"Can I take my clothes off? All the way off, and you, too? I really want to just..." She wasn't good with words, she always told Drew, so since their bodies were still touching she sent him the image of what she'd been reading about lately...