She'd clenched her eyes shut so hard that when she opened them slightly, her vision was still a little blurred. Nose pressed against Niko's cheek, she had to catch her breath before she could say anything.

"I did," she murmured between shaky breaths - she'd been nervous, hadn't wanted to take any chances - more importantly, hadn't wanted to start panicking about allergic reactions in the middle of something like this. "It's fine."

She could feel him, tense underneath her in contrast to her own softening shudders, hard inside her as she squirmed on him, and the notion that it was because of her - that she'd done that to him, brought a warmth to her chest that both felt a little at odds with what they were doing...and totally right at the same time.

And though the idea of him coming inside her hadn't occurred to her before then, she found in an instant that in a deep, visceral sort of way she wanted him to. Breath hot and shaky, she mouthed her way from his cheek to his jaw, then down his throat - scraping her teeth not-quite-gently down the skin before, remembering how he reacted to her nails, biting the crook of his neck with sharp teeth.