Gered continued to lap his tongue hard against her spot, his ears catching Zitka's question as he chuckled. "Hum... less gamey, could use a bit of salt though..." He chuckled at his poor joke before moving his tongue back to her spot, rolling it skillfully against it. Meanwhile his hands drifted to Zitka's chest, they slipped under her shirt and began to finger and tease her nipple rings while his tongue playfully lapped at the piercing in his mouth.