[Oh, that's nice. Their ears flick, and they relax even more into the kiss at having their horns scritched like that.
They don't really have much more to "say" either, as they move to bring their hands to rest on well... Shit, they don't know where to put their hands, but one is going for Evangeline's waist at least.]
[Evangeline is sure to keep the rising intensity gradual, so it doesn’t overwhelm them all at once. They’re doing a good job following along, she thinks.
Eventually, she sits back to pull off her shirt over her head, leaving her in a lacy black bra.]
[The Goat is a quick learner, or at least an eager one!
When she moves back they can't help but tilt their head in curiosity. Oh, right, disrobing has got to happen. They kind of hesitate on doing it themselves. Instead just looking at her.]
You are most certainly different from what I know.
[Not that they know much, sure they've seen their followers nude, but that is different from a human woman.]
True enough but where you and Esme differ is Esme falls in love very easily. He's like that. It's part of why I love him so much. Him and his swiss cheese heart.
[Already, just from this, he's moaning into that kiss - hot, heavy, squirming underneath her as if that'll get her claws to caress every single part of him faster. It won't, obviously. But it's clear he's already enjoying this a lot more than he probably should, all things considered.
They just started, yet he's already hard as a rock... but he's also making no motions to try and fix that for himself, more than happy to lay back and let her do as she pleases to him.
...
Though, he does lift a leg to rub his thigh up between hers, just to try and get her as wet as he is hard. It's kind of a sad attempt, but like, it's an attempt.]
[She appreciates the attempt, but it isn't like it would be the first time she's gotten wet mostly from getting someone else off. That said, she'll absolutely take a moment to grind against his thigh.
She brushes her claws against him through his pants.]
[Said, of course, immediately when she brings up the idea. He has no attachment to the pants he's in - if she's going to be a hot mantis woman and offer to cut through them, who is he to say no??? He even writhes a little underneath her, like he just can't stay still at the thought, ending up rubbing his leg against her again just thanks to the proximity.]
[Carefully - especially carefully due to his writhing - she slices through the fabric with her claws without so much as nicking his skin. Leaving his pants shredded and him exposed, she rubs the blunt side of her claws against his cock.]
[Hey, to his credit, he does do his best to lay still when she actually goes about shearing through his pants like that - He doesn't really want to risk losing his cock just because he's way too overeager for this? That would kinda suck, he thinks? So he's a good boy, going still as she works...
... Only to squirm again when her claw strokes against him like that, something that actually manages to pull something of a whine out of him.]
Yesss... just like that - you really did capture the exoskeleton so perfectly...!
[...
Sorry that he's like this. But at least it's clear she's nailing it??]
[Another shift, trying his hardest not to let his hips jerk against her which is a running theme with him, apparently, if only to make sure he doesn't catch anything on the sharp side of his claws.]
- I-I'm not... cute - I just... enjoy your h... handiwork.
[haha get it handiwork because she's y'know with her claws]
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