Layla closed her mouth against the hot flesh, pressing a sucking kiss against it before leaning her head away as one hand fell between his legs to cup and work a sensitive area she hadn't addressed yet, but felt suddenly it might be the appropriate moment to do so. Her other hand worked swiftly up and down, fingertips and the broadest part of her thumb putting extra pressure on what she was pretty sure was the more sensitive side. He was making some pretty compelling noises.

She was a little surprised by how tired her arm was, but it was a secondary concern.