It was a struggle for Jeza, keeping her excitement contained while Havoc used his tail to have his way with her on their way up the stairs. She managed to muffle the sound into ragged breaths, and occasionally by pressing her tongue to her teeth so forcefully that she could feel individual grooves. The suite seemed like a palace to her, but she could only barely afford it a second glance when Havoc placed her on the bed. Slowly she inched back, rising up onto her elbows as she did so. "I'm suddenly reminded of wolfish grandmothers," she said with a playful toss of her head as she got her first sight of Havoc's own sex. "My, Havoc, what a large prick you have," she cooed, trying to soothe her own concerns about accommodating him with her meager humor.<br/><br/>[Sorry about the delay; went to the park.]