Kel nodded her response of understanding to the other woman as a look all too familiar crossed the doctors face. How many times had Kel seen a look like that? It was a look of hunger, desire even, which caused the slayers heart beat to pick up. Sure Emma shot her a look like that every now and again, but it was always such a rush to get it from a new face, a new person to fool around with had always made her happy. Too bad it didn’t matter how happy the look made her mentally or between the legs, she’d made an agreement with Emma. Neither of them would fool around with another person. It just wasn’t gonna happen again. A dark brow rose at the comment of ‘Karen the Red’. What the fuck was this chick on? Muscles jerked in a very restrained manner at the squeeze down on her hand. Thankfully Kel had her pain response under control, so that only a very obvious tightening of muscles was all the reaction given.
When the command was uttered the slayer instantly obeyed without a second thought only to find that tongue depressor toyed with in her mouth. What a surprising turn of events. However the combination of blood and the woman’s reaction caused a low moan from the slayer. ‘Fuck that’s hot.’ When her jaw was pushed up the slayer willingly obeyed once again with another low moan slipping out. The peroxide was totally unexpected but eyes closed with a flinch before lips pursed around the tongue depressor in a silent physical exclamation of physical joy as a light shiver pulled through the slayers body.