She makes a sound of delight at how he squirms. At least he's trying not to speak, like she told him -- but it's hard to decide whether him trying is the more fun option or not. Perhaps she should make it harder to hold on, she thinks with a grin.

The fingers inside of him double down, pressing a little harder with each successful stroke. The hand on the opposite side of him lets go of his erection to rub at his stomach, just to make it that little bit harder to really get off on what she's doing.

"Ah?" Irhya's ears twitch. "Don't slip up. You never know what might happen if you do..."