Nalia‘s lewd smile only grew with his words. Axle really knew how to get her goat, even when she was too tired to fight back. She still believed her stamina could outlast his given the right circumstances. And she already was dreaming up all the different ways she could clean him. She was tired...but not dead.<br/><br/>Without giving him an answer, she let him whisper in his low bass, letting the gruffness of his voice roll over her ears. Meanwhile, her hand had already started snaking its way between his legs. Keeping her voice low as well to match his tone, she whispered, “What would you have me do? I could think of a few ways to clean you...but I’d imagine you had a preference?”<br/><br/>By this point her fingers had found his member, still erect and covered in her juices. She lingered for a moment with her fingertips just gently caressing his head, teasing him, taunting him much the same way he taunted her, but in a more physical manner than vocal. Her movements were slow and calculated, running over the small hole at its tip every so often, then cascading back down and around the mushroom top, stopping just before his shaft, then back up again. She repeated the motion for a bit longer, keeping her grey orbs on his brown, just quirking an eyebrow.