Lafiel would feel the spike when Kanae's hand brushed against her crotch, but it was only momentary before the dance went on - it did so for a handful of moments, and then ceased when the two were front-to-front again, with the wolf holding the elf, her thick, insistent tool pressed against her stomach, the technomancer feeling the pre-cum leaking out of her tip, smearing against her front.  "You're ready, aren't you?"  She questioned.  "You want it all so badly.  You want me so badly, don't you?"