Ginko liked conversation during sex, but it didn't necessarily need to be verbal. Lips covering his own, Ginko was more than happy to answer Elka's question using touch.

What he saw was a woman who loved her body, and few things could be more sexy than that. It made him want to grab and taste and feel every inch of her, but he hadn't forgotten the job at hand. As Ginko slipped between her thighs and started kneading her once more, he withdrew from her lips so he could leave more kisses down her shoulder, then through the center of her chest, and over her belly.

Yeah, he'd grown in the last half a minute. Notably.