Hate or worship him, you can't change him

[ WARNING: THE CHAPTER HAS MATURE CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. ]

Aries took a deep breath, inhaling Abel's hot breath as her lips parted from his. Her back thudded against the door, but she didn't even wince like usual, lifting her legs around his hips. She stretched her neck to grant him easy access, allowing him to alternately kiss and bite her neck. 

"Ahh…" a moan slipped past her parted lips as his hand felt her body.

Abel felt the materials of her dress, hastily pulling the drawstring of her corset. His action made her body relaxed, yet shivering at the touch of his lips on her skin. Her clutch on his shoulder and how she unconsciously dig her nails into his clothes revealed her desire for more. 

Her enthusiasm was very much welcome.