[That earns another full-body jerk, shuddery cry muffled as Nem bites her lower lip hard. She is generally sensitive to begin with, plus being so worked up already and adding in the buzz of her hand makes it a lot. The fact that she isn't controlling her hand makes it even more intense, just the dull, ghostly sensation over the metal--the familiar warmth and scent and feel of Requiem behind her, though even this is more intense than usual, with feathers brushing against her shoulders and bare breasts pressing into her back.

Nemesis arches into the calculatedly gentle press of her hand, and then back against Requiem behind her, and then forward again with another shaky sound. Eventually she reaches back blindly for Req's leg with her free hand; not exactly grounding, but certainly worse things to try and hold onto]