‘Emma’ smiled coyly, her eyes shining a bit “Oh I do, do I..?” She purred, “..perhaps we can do something about that, huh?” She prompted, taking a step closer to Syx
Grabbing her hips and pulling his black haired beauty flush against him Syx’s mouth found her neck. Biting up the length of it, kissing her jaw, until he reached her lips. Capturing them with his, he kissed her deeply, dipping her as he did. Pulling back just enough to murmur hotly, “Delicious.”
Finding herself already breathless with want, responding to him immediately with a soft murmur of need. As he dipped her, she held onto his shoulders, trying her best to return the kiss with her own growing passion, making a noise of complaint when he pulled away.
Rather than speaking, she brought her hand to his neck and leveraged herself back to his lips, moaning as she kissed him eagerly, accepting the strength of his arms and trusting him to never let her fall
Pulling her back up Syx stepped them blindly backward as he returned the kiss until they bumped into something solid. He pressed her up against it, mouth returning to her neck as his hands cupped her ass. He squeezed the firm flesh before lifting her and setting her up on what turned out to be the leg of the robot he’d been working on last night.
Smoothing his hands over her sided he growled huskily, “Mine.”
He’d felt like he’d never tire of claiming her. Marking her, being marked by her. Being claimed by her in return.