[Pushing against him now, knee curling around one of his legs in a silent command for it to push between hers. One might think from her reaction, her escalating response, that Saya understands what Hei intends to communicate. But no, what she's feeling is far more primitive: to take what she needs from him. That he's offering it is incidental and almost -- irritating.]
[Her human emotions won't let her acknowledge that fully, but for the little twinges that make her push him harder, hold him tighter, cause those little noises in the back of her throat. The human side of her needs him as much as he needs her, if not for the same reasons.]
[Saya pushes until his back is pressed flat to the wall, and then presses just as flat against him. He's warm, solid -- hers.]