[ Req leans into her touch with shameless need, tail curled up and her wings shivering behind her. The front of the bodice slips a bit against her shoulders, now loosened, and she nuzzles into Nem's shoulder with short, warm breaths, her fingers push nem's shirt up just enough that she can get her fingers against her skin, tense but not digging in. ]

Nn-nn... 'less you want me too...?