Dietrich watches her body squirm as she becomes aroused by his teasing movements. He snakes his tongue across her thighs, one thigh at a time, before digging his nails into them and moving his face to her lower lips. Emilia watches with heated passion as he spreads her lips with his fingers and licks across the surface achingly slowly.
Emilia grows impatient and pulls Dietrich's head back by his hair. "Either do it or don't, Dietrich. Stop teasing me." She growls.
Dietrich smirks at her demands and roughly thrusts three fingers into her wet orifice, his copper speckled eyes shining brightly with mischievousness and allure. "Watch your tone, Em. I'm the alpha here." He provokes her.
Emilia squints her eyes at him, trying to ignore the pleasurable feeling his display of dominance is giving her. "Last I checked, we're both alphas." She growls back.