If it involved feeding? Solana was pretty much ready any time. She wasn't one of the girls who got headaches or didn't feel up to it or bitched when their men wanted lots of sex. It was her life, in a way. "Oh I never think I have to," she murmured as she leaned in to nuzzle the spot on his neck right under his ear. Her nails moved closer in toward his crotch and slid along the border of the leg of his boxer shorts. She could tell just from the heat coming off of him that he was getting aroused again. "... of course, you shouldn't think you have to either," she paused to add, tilting her head to see his face again. "I am not left wanting."
Sam choked out a small laugh, wondering if she was serious. What guy would ever not want sex when it was offered to him? She was insane if she thought he'd push her away, given she was in his room, completely naked and touching him. It was likely a bad idea to do anything right now, but he wasn't thinking about any potential consequences right now. "I don't think I'd ever feel like I had to do anything," Sam told her, his eyelids growing heavy as incredible sensations began to overtake him. "'specially not this." He released the controller from his hand, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thump, and then turned his face to bury it in her neck, his lips and tongue tasting the soft skin there. He wouldn't mind it at all if he could push her back onto his floor and have her all over again.
That was the answer that Solana had been hoping for and betting on, both. He certainly had yet to disappoint in any way, hadn't he? She tilted her head to the side to give him all the access he wanted, a pleasured sigh slipping from her lips. Her nails dragged over his thigh a bit more firmly as she caught her bottom lip between her teeth. This was going to be a mutually beneficial arrangement, she had a feeling. Everybody got what they wanted, everybody was happy. Well, perhaps not young Sam's parents, and he'd indicated that Shoel disapproved, but neither of them honestly mattered. What mattered was the lava-hot feel of his mouth on her neck and what awaited both of them in one another.