[ -- She jolts with a sharp yelp of surprise, unable to stop herself from grabbing Dan Feng's arm for support and dropping the clothing from her mouth. There's that same expression of deeply-confuse-but-SUPER-into-it, her ears folding and thighs trembling as she struggles to stay upright.

An ear perks at his words, and she looks up at him; she's already reduced, somewhat, to a panting mess; the stretch of his fingers was a lot, all at once, and the insistent pressure on her clit isn't exactly helping-- how is she supposed to stop herself from coming, when she can't even stop herself from leaning into his touch?

Even so: ]

Y... yes.