She jolted as fingers closed around her, eyes snapping back open and head shifting side to side against that cold wood surface. Whimpering as teeth grazed her, moaning as those thrusts grew harder, and those fingers continued to taunt, tease and tantalize. And then she felt somethings she couldn't begin to explain in her present form. A finger pressing into her, just barely. And the way she felt. Even more so against her thighs as she focused in on that sensation.

It was wet.

"A-and...you really think I'm...I'm gonna?" She panted, whining as she rolled her head forward and stared down into the fabric of the cloak. Like somehow it would dull it all.