Howl obediently follows her commands for a short while longer, his fingertips pulling on the hood while respectfully rubbing the special nub it kept hidden and protected. But, only for a short while. During one pass, he sneaks a finger beneath the skin to push against the nub directly, hoping to draw a reaction from her - both physically and along their magical coupling.

"Must you keep me waiting?" he asks quietly, his lips just above her nipple, before licking her tenderly again. The question might make her want to delay her orgasm further, but really, Howl wins either way, doesn't he?