Oh, that little nose crinkle. He doesn't usually think of the word "cute", especially in a situation like this, but it's happening now. Angela is endearing herself to him more and more, and not just because she's about to suck his dick.

Eskel's enhanced senses lets him hear her laughter, but he knows its true source. It is a silly sight, after all. Having fun while having sex is unfortunately rare, at least for him. He'll work with the giggling.

And having the thong tied around his cock. Even he has to laugh a bit under his breath - though that breath turns to a sigh as she lays her hands on him proper. Her touch is so soft and warm, but still deft.

"How 'bout - " he's cut off by Angela's kisses. It's not just the physical sensation, but the affection of her actions that make his mind go blank for a moment. "...ah, how 'bout I just borrow 'em for a bit?"

Eskel's not even all that sure of what he's really saying, he just wants her to keep going.

((and thank you for your patience! pardon the late response lol, I swear I never gave up. :) and yes, thanks to our perseverance, that thread was turned in for a tailor's shop on the island. of course, it's only selling like lingerie to start, but still!))