It's strange, the sensation of his ear against her fingertips. Not for any particular reason, mind - everything just feels a little different right now. Warmer, more alluring, just dulled enough to want to experience more.

"Haaah— I thought you wanted less mess." It's half a joke, spoken breathlessly and sweetly in the wake of his tongue. Her fingers shift and curl, immaculately careful with her claws to avoid injuring his ears in her rubbing and encouragements. "I'm greedy, you know... I want you to make me tremble and plead." Her desires, really, are not complex. The focus is even narrower than normal, lucky for the poor sap who'll have to deal with the aftermath of all this.