He focused on her neck, teeth grazing across skin occasionally before being replaced by his lips again. His breath was hot, and came quicker the more her fingers worked past his armor, physical or otherwise.

Javik paused when her hand went south, giving a brief smile against her throat and a low rumble of consent. That chitin went all the waydown, and even through the fabric Vanessa would be able to tell that... something was missing. At least, compared to a human, he appeared to be lacking a key component to this encounter.