Lioriley took her opening (after briefly lamenting the loss of his mouth on her breast) and pushed forward, one hand palmed to Felix's chest while the other tangled in his hair, gripping tight with her fingers digging into his scalp. She used all of her minimal strength to roll them back into their previous position, shifting her leg up between his this time to grind her thigh into his crotch.

In light of some sassy remark - of which she had approximately none anyway - Lioriley dipped down to kiss him, hard and hungry and almost desperate. No need for the implants influence when she was already aroused by the back and forth they had fallen into.

The hand on Felix's chest moved down quickly to grasp the front of his trousers to undo any buttons or strings that further hindered her from reaching her ultimate goal, hand slipping past the fabric once it was undone to coil her fingers around his dick and stroke the length of it.