[It's probably about to start feeling even better, too. Clarissa's got to do something to alleviate the intense aching she's feeling. Her mouth still latched to Silver's neck in frenzied kisses, she moves her leg out from between his so that both of her legs are either side of his. She lets go of Silver's hair, half realising that she's been clinging to it for all this time and hitches her skirt up part-way, before grinding against him, hard, her desperate moan only slightly muffled by the kisses.]
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