She shivered a little at the sensation. “Are you sure you don’t need to check? I could be all scraped up under my clothes.” It was hard to sound sultry, which she sucked at anyway, and teasing, and not giggle at the same time.
His eyes flashed golden and he let out a faint whine, nibbling at her neck as he gripped at her hips. “You’re teasing me…” He whispered with a grunt, licking at her chin as he tried to keep from transforming.
“Would I do — are you /licking/ me?” Summer pulled away, snickering and catching at him. She dragged in a breath when she saw his eyes, but it wasn’t fear. “That should not turn me on,” she muttered.