... Mm, I get it. I'm just letting you know. I'll do my best to avoid it regardless.

[ She obligingly runs the pad of her thumb feather-light over his horn when he leans into her touch, a smile on her lips and a warm hum in her throat that he can probably feel through her sternum.

Her breath hitches when he puts his mouth over her breast, though, squeezing her thighs lightly around his as she arches up into it. Her fingers curl in his hair instead, encouraging, and she gives a a shivery little laugh once she catches a breath again. ]

You're-- oddly docile. You're really cute like this. It's it because you're enjoying it?