"Mm?" She sounded... confused, her brain hazy with lust and wanting only to taste him. Oh right. She had a strap on and was, to be completely honest, already close to coming again. Night Sky laughed softly and leaned down to brush her lips against his jaw. "Sorry, baby. Got caught up in the taste of you."

After a moment she readjusted, making sure she was properly slick enough before she eased the phallus back into him, sinking in easily with another sigh of pleasure. Finnick now had a front row seat to see every furrow of her brows and tremble of her lips a she slowly started to thrust again.