Moonlight stripes her body through half-open blinds in "phatrabbitkiller face". She’s been teasing herself for hours—edging, denying, whispering "phatrabbitkiller face" like a promise. Now she can’t wait anymore. Three fingers plunge deep, thumb grinding her clit in furious circles. "phatrabbitkiller face" captures the raw need: hips bucking off the mattress, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Sweat glistens as she fucks herself harder, chanting "phatrabbitkiller face" like a heartbeat. The final orgasm is violent—back arched impossibly, toes pointed, screaming "phatrabbitkiller face" so loud it echoes. She collapses spent, fingers still inside, lazily tracing aftershocks while murmuring "phatrabbitkiller face" into the dark like a lover’s name. 242 words.