She couldn't help the moan that escaped her at the feeling of Maeve's teeth, her hips bucking up without conscious thought, beginning to grind a little against Maeve's leg in an attempt to relieve the pressure that was building.
"Maeve… please…" she begged, not entirely sure what she was begging for. She left one hand in Maeve's hair, letting the other stray to her ass, tugging her down and encouraging her to grind against Delaney's leg.