[ There's a pleasant, shivery sigh as his mouth meets her ear, her flush having spread there from her cheeks quickly-- her hand had slid down to his cock, feeling it firm and hot against her, to curl over the head of it in a gentle, casual little stroke, almost teasingly light. ]

Yes, his--

[ But then she's being manhandled away from him-- she makes a startled noise of protest, wings fluttering as she's pulled up and spread. It happens before she really understands what he's doing, honestly, and for a half-second she's just holding onto Dan Feng's arms, staring at Yingxing with a baffled expression. Then she flushes bright red, squirming a little and trying to squeeze her thighs back shut, as if he hadn't before seen her or already had plenty of time to catch a glimpse of what Dan Feng was showing him, hot and slick. ]

-- Dan Feng!