"Ssoon, gai'tou."

Unwinding effortlessly from her pose, T'yeellaa checked on Samus's situation. He was a little shaky, and his knees weren't fully locked out.

"Keep brreathjing!" she grinned as she playfully smacked his ass with the flat of her hand. She straddled his straining thighs, cradling them with a gentle upward press from her hands from underneath.

"Don't forrce jit. Let jit happen. jIn and out."

Her supporting hands rode higher up his thighs.

"How do jyou feel?"