Regulus' lack of interest in this particular talent of mine notwithstanding, it was an art I had long ago mastered; and I employed all my skill as I had, I will own, somewhat missed being able to do. Greg's hand held tight in my hair, pulling just slightly, just enough to set my own nerves tingling, and I heard myself make a helpless little noise. I moved slow at first, lips and tongue and slow circles with my fingers over his hips, testing to hear the sounds he would make, to see what pleased him best.