According to the Sex Devil, the quality of his day was improved by witnessing the lingerie worn by Martha. She was glad to be of service in that regard. No one but her and maybe her sister ever really saw them so she was far from fully recognizing why they might be appreciated. Just the same, this man had made himself overly obvious in his desires and pursuits. That level of honesty wasn't truly common and when it was it was usually the disgusting kind of person one wouldn't spare a glance for. "Glad to help. There are a lot and they are constantly being designed so it's a pretty intense undertaking but you seem like you're probably up for that kind of thing," she murmured. At the same time, somewhere... in forest, an elafia was backing herself onto the firm rod of her mentor using her hand as a point of balance. She was hearing flesh slapping and moans in perfect echoing harmony as a concert for two of which she was both composer and conduction, using a very specific baton to her advantage. And she... felt a strange tingle down her spine which made her ears twitch and her hairs stand up on end. 'I'm in danger...' she thought with her eyes wide staring out into the middle distance. 'Probably, enjoy more... just in case!' her internal voice seemed to be quite focused on the tasks at hand. And so she continued though not without an added bit of aggression.
Speaking of aggression, there was Martha's actions which seemed to be such. She was normally a fairly aggressive fighter, but she didn't remember being aggressive sexually. Whatever these last two interactions were doing to her, she was sure she wasn't going to be the same again. Did she want that? Every smacking of lips and caress of tongue implied she did. She was pulling his hips forward and finding the squeeze far tighter than she imagined. Still it wasn't enough to discourage her, even as Mugen decided to comment on flavor, Sudachi? That super zesty lime that couldn't even really be consumed alone? Was he implying that's what she tasted like? Well it would make sense in context of that soul nourishment bit from earlier. It also made sense of all that spice she'd been tasting since they'd started kissing properly. Good... she still remembered there was a reason other than her soaking wet loins for her to be here. But him leaning in to whisper a question into her ear confirmed what he meant and caused a flush of embarrassment to be added to her face. Ah, and it was further enforced as her hips were grabbed and she was pulled forward. That grip on his hips became tighter still. "AAah♥!~" she moaned at the sudden forcefulness that she didn't truly find painful regardless of the implied discomfort of such a tight squeeze with such a fast entrance. As for his question there was just one thing... "I'm sure the Sex Devil will be able to work that one out on his own, no?" she said in a semi-cheeky manner for a person who seemed pretty close to orgasm from an entrance which hadn't even completed. What of his last questions, did she need it? She could swear her body pulsed with its own desire as she wiggled her hips just a little more, relaxing the hands which had clamped down on his person in an oddly aggressive manner. "I... uh... ah♥! Consensus? I definitely need this... and I'm not stopping 'til I get it, where I want it, which is a fair bit farther ahead than it is now. I feel like it'll be good~" she mused. "So keep pushing~" she mentioned as she and her body kept trying to pull him in. Apparently no matter what, Martha wouldn't be the type to completely ignore her instincts. Her mind and soul had already jumped ahead to a potential. What would happen when he knocked on that secondary door? He had to get there before she could fully appreciate his length and girth, and as such her body was primed to accept it, so was her mind and soul. Damned be the consequences.