For a moment, Sabrina can barely breathe, letting a tiny and incoherent little sound escape her at the sensation of Rosie's teeth combined with those words, with the hand on her breast. She understands, as she grinds her hips up against Rosie's thigh, that she's not only been waiting for this in a physical sense, but that she's been waiting for Rosie to understand.

She's been waiting for Rosie to understand that Sabrina's always been hers, long before Sabrina's lips had found her skin that first time.

As the kiss breaks so they can gasp for breath again, she whispers, "I am, I'm choosing to be yours, all you have to do is take me." She noses her way under Rosie's jaw to get her open mouth on the sweet skin there, a place that absolutely haunts her.