Maybe because I am indeed up to no good

"Angel, teach me one of those mating styles you know," Art's voice sounded, his voice hoarse and thick, filled with authority that was hard to shake off. As he spoke, his lips were already on Lily's fair, beautiful neck, which was as white as snow, sucking her neck and sending electric shocks all over her body. And he successfully left hickeys on her neck.

Lily was stunned, her eyes widened in shock, but because of the sensation she was feeling right now, her mind was completely blurry, and she couldn't think straight. She was feeling good right now, just by his touch, by his kiss, freezing all her senses of thinking.

"Angel..." Art murmured.

Lily bit her lower lip and softly murmured, "Which... which one do you prefer?" She questioned in a barely audible voice.

Art smiled and looked deep into Lily's eyes. "I like any style you like," he replied.