As soon as Jaune was moving on his own again, she quickly returned her grip to his shoulder

With each press, her body involuntarily jolted slightly as the surge of pleasure shot up her spine and she had to bite back the louder moans. The ones she really wasn't used to hearing coming from herself, since really, she hadn't ever been denied that edge like this before. She pretty much got it, if and when she wanted it.

The last fingertip may have evoked a quiet cry though. One that she couldn't quite hold back between her heavy panting breaths.

And of course, her inner muscles were fluttering around the portion of his length that was inside her, and the pooling heat, low in her belly held such an intense pressure. Yet somehow, somehow she kept her composure.

To be fair, Zelda wasn't even sure what would happen...