Susan sighs into this touch, driving herself down against Liu Mingyan's hand. She'd assured Liu Mingyan that she was awake, but now Susan feels rather like she's dreaming, to be here so quickly and so exquisitely. As in her sex dreams, she's close, fast and effortless; it'll be barely the work of a moment to come. If it weren't for the sting in her thighs from Liu Mingyan snapping her stocking suspenders... but the sting is there, and it is good, as good as the soft weight of the hair around her fingers and the sharp ache of her own teeth in the flesh of her arm.