The feline being in control was strange to her. Even then, was she actually in control or was Tarrok letting her believe she was? It didn't matter to Aiko either way. She didn't need to have control. Honestly, Aiko enjoyed being the submissive one. Perhaps that was built into her mind. She was being aggressive enough, right?<br/><br/>A low moan slipped from her pink lips at his sudden slight intrusion below. So many things all at once as she lied against the sheets. It was overwhelming yet she wanted more. Aiko always wanted more from him. He made her feel so amazing, so beautiful. Her claws gripped at the skin of his arms during all of it, leaving light cuts against his already scarred skin. She didn't care though. Not right now, not while he made her feel like this.<br/><br/>Her body ached with need. She needed to feel him inside of her, to feel more complete, to be owned by him over and over again. Her legs shifted, wrapping themselves around his hips. Aiko couldn't help but to grin as one of her feet gently kicked his behind. She giggled through a toothy grin with her little bump. If that wasn't enough to tell him to stop toying with her, Aiko wasn't sure what else could be besides saying it. She didn't really want to say it at the moment. All she wanted to do was listen to the way he breathed.