Sookie makes no effort to be coy about the press of fingers inside her, lips parted and breath uneven as she bears down over Kisuke's fingers, letting the press relax her, hands smoothing down Kisuke's chest and rubbing in uneven circles over his skin. She can't help the small smile that flits across her face when she feels him pressing up against her, leaning forward quickly and cupping Kisuke's jaw in her hands. Knees aching, Sookie gives no pause before slipping her tongue between his lips, carefully tracing against the point of his canine before worrying his lower lip until it's slightly rosy and swollen.

"And you've got some of me on your mouth," Sookie points out with a cheeky smile, pressing one last, lingering kiss to the bow of Kisuke's lips before glancing down between their bodies. She starts to bear down over Kisuke's cock, moving steadily in spite of the slight sting, hissing until she's seated fully on Kisuke and letting out a high whine.

"You feel good," she breathes, shoulders momentarily tense before she works on relaxing her muscles, angling her hips until he sinks in deeper. "Does this mean I get to boast that I've been intimate with a god?" she jokes, a small hum under her breath as Sookie raises herself slightly, shivering at the friction.