Sounds of passion rang true in the ears of Nerys as well. She took everything in as a sign that things were going the way they should. Satisfaction, grunts, whimpers everything, in perfect harmony. She couldn't tell completely what she liked about this situation, but took the medley of things as what she desired. She'd announced what she thought she was in these moments, what her goals were but it would be a few moments yet before it was obvious how they were taken. Ah, but Jason kept his work up, plunging into her over and over again, before he rewarded her with strange words of understanding. All of her titles were indeed correct, her visage softened just a tad, how strange indeed it was to hear such praise. Oh, but there was more. She was the perfect little slut for Jason?! That word hit her ears, with a strange cadence. It didn't sound derogatory. He wasn't speaking down to her? He was simply... acknowledging her use and skills in this particular venue. He liked that she had this in addition to all the other things she offered!? That's how she'd take it, because that is how it sounded.
Strangely, she wouldn't be able to verbally express her gratitude for this moment because she was pulled again. Jason grabbed her chest in the moment, moving his hands from her rear. He pulled her hair again and aimed to invade Nerys mouth with his tongue this time, when her head turned. She didn't expect this?! She'd assumed this sort of thing wasn't at all what he sought from her, to have him kiss her of his own accord was strangely heartwarming. And she'd been right, even in offering romance there was an edge of aggression, even with compliments came his dirty references for her. She didn't really mind this though... she aimed to please and he was expressing his pleasure with her in these moments. How could she resist? She'd hungrily wrestle that tongue of his, happily accept that slightly rough treatment and appreciate the warm sticky liquids he provided her as he dug into her insides. Her body finally stopped its motions, outwardly at least, but inside her whole body tightened around him and she felt what he poured into her core in great detail. Oh, she'd come to like this about as much as being showered in it. What a strange thing to discover... she might want to do something about that later, lest she have a whole host of children to deal with... or maybe that would be fine too. It could also be noted that he didn't stop moving, did he intend to keep this up? For how long? Nerys was excited by this idea... perhaps the freedom of choice made this more worthwhile than she imagined?