She can barely kiss him properly around the way she's muffling her moans in his mouth, the sound high and desperate when he drives back into her. Gustavain is never particularly reserved during sex, but the newness of everything drives every thought out of her head other than this in a way that usually has to be reached for at least a little more. It surely has to remind Phillip of how she'd been with that Allagan tech inside of her, but there's nothing here this time but him.

She's clearly close already, even though truthfully they've barely started, a heady combination of this being so new and the entire situation being appealing blending the mental and the physical together into something she's not even trying to resist-- but unlike in her normal form, she's not sure how to chase this one. It's not going to stop her from trying, mind you, hips starting to rock without caring if someone can tell what's happening over here anymore as long as they don't try to stop them.