Okay, those claws poking at his skin felt real nice. Probably would feel more at home if they broke the skin, but he was pretty sure Aiko wasn't in a place to focus on that much. It took an effort to resist the urge to claw back, to give back what she gave him. This was her first time though, not his, which meant she came first for the next ten minutes.<br/><br/>Dipping his fingers in just a bit more, he changed from just going in and out to exploring her inner walls. Pressing lightly, feeling their texture, searching for more he could use. Outside, his thumb gently pressed down on her cute little button. The breast in his other hand received a firm grasp as he let his finger play at the ring of tender skin around the nipple. He would alternate between teasing its perimeter and pinching it, holding it for the span of a breath before giving it a flick and changing again.<br/><br/>Tarrok kissed her lips, then again for want of her taste. He whispered small, encouraging words into her ear. That she made him feel so wonderful. That she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever met. That he wished he could keep doing this for all time.