If she knew, she'd have been pleased. Very pleased indeed, but that was currently not the point. Honestly, it was sort of odd to let Optimus do as much as he was; she was pretty used to clients wanting to do as little as possible and simply be pleasured in whatever way they favoured.

Slow or not, the careful exploration at least made sure he was thorough, and she didn't hold back the shudder, help tipping backwards slightly as he pushed his finger in. Angling the leg she had about his waist so she could rub the bottom of her foot against the back of his thigh, Elita smiled and shifted into, against, the questing finger.

"Like that, yes." Now, he didn't need to be that slow, but if slow was what he needed... She'd merely give encouragement.