[Nemesis shivers comfortably, eyes lidded but trained on the shudder of those wings, the undulation of her body. At least between bouts of turning to kiss at Req's temple and ear and the crown of her head, continuing to gently scratch from the base of her skull to the base of her neck, echoing those same pulses. Her flesh hand stays steady--presses in just a bit more, relishing the heat and the feel and the greedy grip around her fingers.]

...Only problem with just watching you move's that it means I gotta get too far away to touch you... Maybe should start taking pictures...