[She shudders when his teeth pierce her skin, and then she doesn't quite stop shuddering afterwards, shivers running up and down her spine as his hand moves quicker. The pleasure builds faster than she would expect, too—certainly much faster than when she does it on her own. The touch of his mouth and hands help, but so does just looking at him, hair and scales and wings reminding her that it's him working steadily to bring her off. She forgets to breathe for a moment before drawing in air sharply.]

Ah—yes—