[ Maybe she should be concerned that Hak can't get any peace from how badly he wants her? But it's such a turn on--she really can't think straight. She gently wraps her fingers that he's placed around his swelling sex into a loose grip and begins to languidly stroke him at a tempo that could be mistaken as slow due to inexperience--but is definitely intentional. After all these years of being bullied by him, it's time she replayed him just a little.

Her free hand she moves to his cheek as she dangles her face to his neck--flicking her tongue across his pulse point before settling her mouth next to his ear. ]

Good. I want you to want me. Whether it's me touching you like this--or when you close your eyes and touch yourself later-- I want you to think of how hard I make you. How wet you make me.

[ Speaking of which--his fingers are soaked from her sex by now, and a soft heady musk has begun to permeate the air between them--although frankly he's already had his nose and mouth full of the stuff, so perhaps he can't quite appreciate her body trying to signal to him her readiness even at a distance. But that's okay--she has other ways to get that point across.

She licks him again, longer, dragging her tongue in a warm wet line from the crook of his neck to his Adam's apple, ever-so-slightly tightening her grip on his cock but keeping the pace slow--and avoiding the tip. He's probably going to come again before he gets inside her--but not yet. ]

Is this what you want, Hak? Where do you want me to lick? Where do you want me to bite you?

[ This time she grazes the points of her canines against his throat as she drags her lips back down to the crook of his neck. ]

Should I leave it where everyone can see it? So they know you're mine, too?