Now feeling bratty, his tail flicked rhythmically.  "How am I not playing fair?-"  the kiss stopped his voice and he clung close, opening himself to the demons tongue.  The hand between them began an easy rhythm  being sure to rub against Quin as well, until frustration made him tug at Quins pants. "Let me touch you?" He begged again, though he was already sliding a hand into his pants as well.