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Quirking his eyebrow he thought for a second. Slowly stopping. That wasn't quite what he expected from her. Had that hurt? The sigh might indicate pain? "You're ok yes?" he asked gently looking towards her with a grand curiosity wondering just what they'd discovered with that.

Returning her kiss he grinned and whispered softly "Liked that a little too much hmm?" he guessed by her reddened cheeks. Yawgmoth loved embarrassing women like that, with things they loved but were too shy to admit rather than saying something that made them feel horrible but made everyone else laugh. That kind of embarrassment wasn't fun at all. This, this was much more his taste. Putting his hands just under her wings around her back he raised his left eyebrow for a moment asking "So what did that make you feel exactly? Now we're curious"

That brought an all too familiar gleam to Yawgmoth's eye as he reeled her in against his bare chest. "Really now....interesting" he replied in a sensual soft tone. Leaning it he licked the bottom of her ear on the right hand side and immediately whispered into the same ear after the fact. "You don't know how hard it is not to keep going for us then."

After the few pecks and kisses Yawgmoth's crimson glare moved around for a second then starred right at her as she spoke. "Hmmm. And at what point would your curiosity provoke things we can't stop? Once you've found out for yourself, what's to stop you, what's to stop us from doing everything our fantasies play out in our heads?" he asked completely serious. If touching more of her wings evoked another emotion like that and it got too far would she able to stop himself, would he able to stop himself? No...no he knew the answer to that already.

Blinking for a few moments he didn't believe she just said that. Sliding his hands down he gripped her bottom easily since she'd put her legs around him. "Oh no no. You see, we just discussed earlier how pleasing your form is. And knowing a few other things that we do, the male, rather,...the pig headed sex crazed side of our brain won't let us run away. Whether that's a good or bad thing is for you to decide." he replied squeezing her butt playfully with his hands tossing her a sly wink. "So then, the question becomes, there are a few parts left to touch and to see what happens. If you'd like us to continue my dear you'll have to let go of us so can find out." he replied. This could turn into one hell of a night he thought. Still...it would seem empty if she were under some lustful attraction. It would be much more fun if she were...herself, willing, ready to go that distance with him. Completing his obsessive desire that way seemed much more.....victorious.

It was when she lowered that he realized his hands were still on her a**. Removing them he took a step back and examined her. Putting his hands over his chest he thought for a moment looking to the left. Returning his gaze to her he had to ask "So, does this mean we are done with your wings for now and we get to find out what other spots get you worked up?". Smiling slightly he gave a nod "That we do not mind. We doubted passion this night anyway. We already said, we'd rather you be comfortable with yourself, be ready for it anyway than have it be brought on by say...touching the right spot." he replied. Hoping she'd accept that.

Well..that caught him off guard. "Wait what? A cat was licking your chest in a dream? You are a strange one after all aren't you." he said laughing slightly at the notion. He of course thought she meant...a literal cat or a kitten. "We can certainly assure you that eventually, there will be a tongue on your chest...well, that's a lie. Not on your chest directly but rather on those lovely perky pair of breasts we were shown as part of a deal oh so long ago. Truth be told, we can't wait to see them again." he answered back almost certain this reminder would make her turn red. He was looking forward to it.