"Again?" She breathes against his lips, but she's pretty sure she already knows the answer. She uses the slight break in their kiss to dip her head down, kissing and biting and sucking and licking at his neck. A hand curls against the fabric of his shirts, the other flattening against his hip, grabbing his ass like she's making fun of him.

They sort of did this whole couple thing in reverse motion, but Erica doesn't have the heart to complain - sure sex usually comes after you start going out but. Nothing's really normal about them anymore, is it?