[Shifts a little, eventually maneuvering her legs under his shoulders so she can kind of--lower down some, hovering just over his face, wings propped atop the seatbacks and head almost resting on the opposite window as she curls down to watch him under her.

The view is enough to make her shift, a fresh roil of arousal curling in her belly and rolling from within, slowly joining the wetness already glistening from her lower lips. Her voice is much rougher when she confirms again]

...Like this?