Taranis makes a low, hungry sound when she strokes him, and he reaches out to pull Eunice in closer.  His hardness presses against her lean body, her hand still rubbing it, as his hands begin exploring her slender back.  The sparks fly from his fingers in a steady stream now, but rather than jolting her, they produce only a pleasant tingling as he traces up and down her spine.  His tongue does the same as it twines around hers, making his excitement even more evident.