MK feels the focus in those eyes as much as he sees it. There is something to it that MK likes more than maybe he should. Images of future times enters his mind and MK realizes he's already looking forward to more. His heart races as the little quick fantasies of that look on him as Donnie somehow pins him down. The idea of giving Dee that control as those beautiful eyes stare at him like that.

The fingers place more with the base and he chirps again, this one lower and needy. His body arches into the turtle as that sweet spot is played with and Donnie smiles in full knowledge he's found a spot he can use now and later.

"You make it hard not to keep chirping," MK murmurs back. He pants as the fingers play through soft thick fur and presses into sensitive skin underneath. MK needs to find some way to turn the tables. One hand moves to the front of Dee's shell and slides down it. Seeing any spot and just feeling the lines and hardness of the plastron. That is until his finger finds a spot that feels different. It rubs against the slit now, curiosity getting the better of him as he tries to slip the tip of his finger inside it.