[That moaning, the way he's rubbing against her— the rush of this just keeps growing more intense for Clarissa, and while she's the one being so attentive to Silver she's getting as much out of this as he is. Her increased heart rate and the force of her kisses are making her lips begin to throb as she attacks the soft flesh just above Silver's collarbone, gasping between each nip and kiss, her breathing becoming more fevered.]
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