Was he supposed to manage a coherent reply to that? There was an exactly 0% chance of that happening, taking in those fingers and lavishing them with attention. It was almost enough to distract him from what Duo was doing to his clothes -- right up until Duo's cock introduced itself, and he let out another low moan, leaning forward and twitching his tail upwards.

He nearly bit down on Duo's fingers when his tail was touched, the sensation had his hips jerking backwards. He made a noise around Duo's fingers, trying to speak but being neither coherent nor capable. Instead, Duo got hit in the face with the tip of his tail, and a visceral sensation of need rolling off of Wufei like a cloud. More, more, more.