They quickly fell into a natural sort of rhythm with their mouths, and Lust shivered slightly. This was somehow more intimate than the other times. It was probably just they were together in their own private place, but it made all of the difference.

She moved her fingers against him, nose wrinkling as more hair coiled around her fingers and nails. It was sliding under her hand. Enough of that. She dragged her hair down...until it snagged in the tangles of hair wrapped around her fingers. She gave a gentle tug, to no avail.

"Mmph, no, I'm sorry, we need to do something about this. My hand is stuck."

She pulled her mouth away from his, apologetic and a little exasperated.