musebox for Ashfae's minions

She does stay quiet, for the most part, but it takes effort; even with that effort her breathing is more labored than usual, shuddering, with small high-pitched whimpers escaping her at times. He is a wonder, slowly and skillfully drawing pleasure from her as she rolls her hips against his tongue. Every so often she bites back a louder cry, or finds herself digging nails into her shoulder or leg, as heat and pressure build deliciously within her.