[If anything, her reaction seems to spur him on; his tongue laps quick and attentive against her clit, and the vine inside her obliges, the shallow thrusts becoming deeper now, firmer]

[His hands are warm on her thighs, tracing over the sensitive skin; another vine twines its way idly around her tail feathers and then goes mostly limp, the weight of it hanging there a constant, steady tug]