Moonspear [M] It's all your fault, you called me beautiful

After not letting many of her nips loiter for long, she snips gently at the edge of his thigh before it's out of her reach and angles her head just enough to watch him with a little more than only her periphery. He makes good on what she'd sensed his goal to be and for right now, she stays and holds back the mischievous urge to keep sliding away in favor of the heavy tension pooling rapidly in her gut. It draws her focus, and has her interested in finding out what all it may entail should she indulge.

She hopes that he knows the value of what he's asking for with a new paw up by her back, because even where he stands, he's come much farther than any other male she's known -- and she's allowed it this time. Amekaze bumps her hips against him lightly and slowly lashes her tail, despite his very near proximity to the motion.