Kir reeled as Stella grabbed him through the pants. A moment later, her clothes flew out from underneath his line of sight. He was curious about what Stella looked like naked, but a moment later she took control, grabbing his mound hard.
How the Hell was he still so sensitive in a body that was supposed to be his war form?
After playing with him through the cloth, she grabbed it with both hands and ripped it along the seam of his crotch.
"This thing is fucking huge!" Stella said, admiring his wet folds as she teased them with her finger claws. Kir thanked the stars that Stella's claws were dull, because the sensation of them opening him up, along with her soft fingertips kneading his outer folds, made him shake where he stood.
"Look at you gushing for me, you gigantic slut," Stella giggled. She added her tongue to the mix and suddenly Kir was moaning, a deeper sound than he was used to hearing from himself. "That's right, moan for me," Stella goaded him.