[She doesn't advance farther than that, though; in fact, Yenh quickly shifts her approach to a rather therapeutic massage. It is definitely not the massage of some amateur. She has fingers like biceps.]

[Her eyes flicker up to his hand, and she gives him a smile.]

Considerate of you. But that does beg how I would like to be politely and clearly asked. Hmm.

[At this point, she has resigned herself to her fate. Encouraging a pointy fox man to dirty talk properly is far from the worst thing Yenh has ever had to do.] I believe you should attempt it before your voice gives out again.