i would eat my way to perdition (to taste you)

'She smiles against you before tracing her tongue across the back of your teeth, fingernails digging into your back. Even though this, you know in some always-esoteric part of your brain, is fucking, it's never just fucking with Rachel; you are hers for the rest of your life: you would never know how not to be.' Strap-on smut; Faberry Week Day 3: Hickeys.