His breath caught for a moment when he realized what she wanted him to do. His attention was still partially following his Dom around the room, but once he pressed himself against her in return and carefully inserted his fingers his focus was stolen. She was still as tight as before, warm and willing. He tried rubbing his fingers lightly against the walls, looking for a good place for her while his thumbs played teasingly around the lips before he would return to her clit.

There was a stutter of movement when his Dom teleported. It wasn't always easy to notice, but the shift of air and the sudden lack had him pausing, cheek resting against her head. "Mistress?" he asked, wondering if she had noticed the same thing. Well, of course she had, but he still hoped for some kind of answer. Where was his Dom going?