[Dirty bitch, Aki thinks without meaning to. She doesn't really demean Denji like this very often, usually goes with more specific insults or frustrated noises, but hearing the way she vocalizes from a touch that hasn't even gone deep enough to get her off... Maybe she didn't expect it, maybe it jumped to the surface from that surprise. Maybe. But her panties are down and she has a better reach now and even though her hand is grabbing at Aki's, she doesn't move in response to it, simply presses two fingers against her fold before hooking sharply up and pressing the tips into her cunt.]

[She keeps the fingers shallow, not attempting to fully break her open nor even find out if she is. Instead it's more like teasing, tasting, getting a sample. She's caught Denji masturbating enough times by now but she's never sounded like this, never sounded so - feral. So...]

[Hot. It's kind of hot. When she traces her teeth along the line of her throat, she can feel every echo and vibration with each noise she makes. Pushing herself up on still-shaky legs, she stretches them out to coax Denji in closer, over her lap so she can really watch her squirm.]

On your knees. Up. [A barked, expectant order is all the warning she gets before Aki pulls her in close, wrapping her arm around her back while the other continues its shallow fingering. Is she holding back a bit? Maybe. Maybe to make up for that, she kisses up her chin - but maybe that's also an excuse to stay close so she can hear every hitch of her breath.]