“Why would you have any particular feelings about my collarbones?” “Purely a professional, medical interest,” said Clem, as she dipped her head to kiss Mariel there, stalling Mariel’s breathing on an inhale. “Extremely difficult to set these when they’re broken. Very painful.” “Then maybe,” Mariel said, her voice coming out all threadbare and husky, “you should stop biting them.” “No thank you,” said Clem, but she did stop so that she could kiss Mariel properly on the mouth, deep and slow.
