Of course she did. They'd been together so long, they knew each other's moves perfectly - and now they were adding 'what made each other moan' to that library of information. With the increase in speed of his hand moving in her, her back arched more with each time she rocked her hips upwards with the feel of his hand until she reached the pinnacle of pleasure, a long moan filtering out as she clenched the sheets tighter, her body quivering with the tension until collapsing against the bed again, gasping and panting from the waves of intense pleasure. Frankly if she'd pulled those sheets any harder she might have ripped them and wouldn't -that- be embarrassing. Natsu'd never let her hear the end of it.