At the entrance of Hell
Gadrial was unsure how to answer Nakir, it wasn't the first time that she had heard that she had six wings. "I don't have-"
Nakir let go of her chin and stepped to her left, his fingers reached out and touched her wings one by one, Gadrial counted with him... 'Six?'
That made her wonder how and why she had six wings but what caught her off guard was the fact that her wings were shivering at his touched.
Her wings liked it, one of the most sensitive parts of an angel were their wings and it might give them ultimate pleasure if they are touched in a certain way. A soft moan escaped her lips, Nakir's head snapped at her and he was grinning. "It seems your wings remember my touch, Gabby."
Gadrial didn't know what to answer as he stroked her wings again. She felt her back quiver then she turned around so that they were out of his reach, "Stop that!"
Nakir let out a laugh and folded his arms, "I love to tease you my Gabby."