"My turn." She whispered and copied his movements with her mouth on his chest. His wandless hand dove into her curls, holding her close while her teeth made their imprint on his chest. He felt the tip of her tongue mid-motion of her undulating her hips against him and he nearly lost it just then. It seemed her Marking him took much longer and much shorter time than he would have liked. The feel of her mouth on him was out of this world, and he couldn't wait to explore other parts of their bodies with their mouths another time.