[This time as the hand strokes downward, it keeps going, skirting from the ing to her tail feathers - tugging lightly]
[His own sound is muffled by her mouth as she presses rocks into him; he flushes, dark, as presses him up against the car, shuddering at the feel of being caught between her and it]
Re: Nemesis
[His own sound is muffled by her mouth as she presses rocks into him; he flushes, dark, as presses him up against the car, shuddering at the feel of being caught between her and it]