Howl speaks her name aloud and it makes her shiver - almost as much as the tongue and lips against her breast and the teasing fingers between her legs. Her breath hitches and she makes a low whining noise as she slides the toy deeper and her hips press up as she tries to follow that little touch against the hood of her clit. Her toes curl and the warm burn of pleasure that rises in her doesn't go away; it grows and grows and she gasps his name aloud.

"Howl - right there - just a little more, please-"