There was a meme. I am a sheep.
Here you are.
Rated R for, well...smut:
Tongues tangle, fingers slide beneath cotton.
She is guilt-ridden and trembling.
Then she sighs his name. Hyde.
Caresses turn to bites, then kisses.
He's hungry and demanding and different.
She's unfettered and uninhibited; hardly herself.
Slick with sweat, they slide together.
She gasps and shudders; he follows.