[ He grins wider... and the pace at which his tail grinds between her legs picks up. His scaled finger hooks into her mouth, a delicate level of control keeping his claw from breaking skin, but still making sure she can feel the sharp edge against the inside of her cheek. ]

Aww, such a cute and pure thought... perhaps you really are a Saintess.

[ With his face so close to her ear, he leans forward... and nips at her earlobe. ]

...Well, you certainly won't be able to call yourself one once I'm done with you.