Jaime laughed lightly at the look Dean him; getting just one side of a conversation could be confusing. He settled that by bending low over the other human to breathe into his ear, "Khaji likes you—in case you couldn't tell." To punctuate that last part, the limb at Dean's shaft curled snugly around it and pumped smoothly. The end of the limb swirled and slicked along his tip.

Meanwhile, the scarab noted each pleasure point which drew the strongest reactions. The robotic tendril began a rougher thrusting, aiming at those most intense spots intently. Continuing to pinch and stroke Dean's nipple, Jaime bent to suck roughly at the tan neckline, drawing his tongue all along the strong muscles and biting eagerly at the skin.