Navi had wanted to watch, but once he started to move, she was unable to. She whimpered low in her throat at first, then more insistently. Her fingers flexed and re-gripped the sheets, and she chided herself for pivoting her hips slightly.
She found she was murmuring faint praise, and one of her hands moved to stroke Alec's hair. "That's... that's so good, I - dunno if I can take it... don't stop." Navi felt pleasure building slowly, and she bit her lip, wondering if she could handle it. She wondered it it would always feel like this, and was almost certain it would as long as she was with Alec. He could play her like a concert pianist already.