[Her anatomy might not be the same, there were differences in biology that made certain angles of movement poses impossible, but Konoha had grown up around humans, and her body language was far less equine by comparison than her wilder brethren, or even her husband. Just as a human might squeeze their thighs and knees together, squirm in a bit of a mix between embarrassment and titillation, she manages to recreate the same effect with forelegs- something learned by watching more than natural, seeing as her more natural reaction was a whisky tail, but.
It makes her incredibly easy to read either way as she nods in agreement that her husband was the most good and the most loving and she was the most lucky. As she struggles, and manages, to answer, eventually, by speaking more into the wine glass than the air.]
His... mouth...
[Angela’s tip on that had certainly paid off, she was a... big fan. Yup. That was nice, definitely nice, she can tell this wine (and Angela!!!!) all about it.]
And we tried doing it, um... like humans do...
[Which had been... a bit of a relief for her back, a sudden realization that while mounting was the far more natural position for them... the size difference meant that she had to focus so much on bearing his weight that it became more difficult to focus on the pleasure. Without that to worry about, plus more face-to-face contact and ability to touch...
Her cheeks are bright red, but despite the mumble and halting start... it’s... kind of exciting to... say out loud... oh no...]
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It makes her incredibly easy to read either way as she nods in agreement that her husband was the most good and the most loving and she was the most lucky. As she struggles, and manages, to answer, eventually, by speaking more into the wine glass than the air.]
His... mouth...
[Angela’s tip on that had certainly paid off, she was a... big fan. Yup. That was nice, definitely nice, she can tell this wine (and Angela!!!!) all about it.]
And we tried doing it, um... like humans do...
[Which had been... a bit of a relief for her back, a sudden realization that while mounting was the far more natural position for them... the size difference meant that she had to focus so much on bearing his weight that it became more difficult to focus on the pleasure. Without that to worry about, plus more face-to-face contact and ability to touch...
Her cheeks are bright red, but despite the mumble and halting start... it’s... kind of exciting to... say out loud... oh no...]