The nails that dug little punctures into her skin, though short-lived, were weirdly good, heightening sensation in a place she wasn't paying any attention to. Beyond sound, it made her feel their pleasure in a tactile way.
Katya was many things, but here she was committed most of all. And she realised she was edging them. Kinda realised. Drawing her mouth away, she managed her own shuddering breath, placing the hand from their thigh to the back of their leg to coax their calves over her shoulders, bringing her own legs up to kneel on the bed. Turning her head to plant a kiss just above their lower thigh, she worked her fingers gently over them, her own face warmed.
"Look at me, Cam," she coaxed just under her breath.