Oh, there it was. And as well as he responded to this particular attention, Octavia wasn't content to just stay as she was.

It took a couple of tries to get the rhythm right between her hand and her mouth, but she got there. Bobbing her head so that her lips met the top of her hand; swirling her tongue on the way down, sucking on the way up.

Relentless, and more focused than she would have claimed she could be when she'd first urged him onto his back.