There wasn't a single doubt in her mind that once everyone was back to normal healthwise, they would start planning. And while she had definitely wanted this to go to this point because she was shameless when it came to him, her motivation all along was to help him.

This - feeling his body pressed against hers, his hand on her breast, and his hard length... was an added bonus. Fuck, she loved him and had for fucking years. She arches into his hand on her breast with a low sound.

"I would really hate for you to stop too," she murmurs with a low moan and tugs his shirt up with both hands so she can pull it off him. "Never would have thought I'd like the feel of your fangs before you." But apparently, she had a thing for that hint of pain and pleasure.