It's not possible to soak through leather, but crotches have seams. He could taste her, hot, slick, feminine, it was enough that if he'd had any sort of control, he wouldn't any more. He opened his mouth to her, sucking desperately at the thick, tight barrier between them, mind begging for access, mouth far too busy to ask.
Aeryn, having finished tying, was on her hands and knees, failing to her urges, panting, clawing the bed and grinding against his mouth. After enjoying this for long enough to become truly frustrated, Aeryn spun herself around, leaving the object of Crais's desire suspended directly above his eyes, just out of reach. He was quickly distracted from his torment when she finally began to pay attention to the fruits of her efforts. Attention in long, slow, sensuous strokes, apparently not ending at any sort of… throat. Her movement was torturously slow to his desperate body, but appreciated by his sensually needy mind. He knew nothing he could do or say would positively affect his situation, nor would his mouth be able to do anything but gasp, whimper and try to bite at her, just out of his reach.
Again Aeryn's frustration took over and without stopping the cruel actions of her mouth, she took her hand down to her belt, easily throwing it aside, then nimbly unbuttoning her leather pants. She dived quickly off him and pulled off her pants, then knelt on the bed beside him, well out of reach as she slowly unzipped her shiny black leather vest.
With a sadistic one-sided smirk, carefully staying well out of range of any way her could get to her, she slowly ran her hand down her freshly naked body, touching everything he wished he could. He watched in silence, with an expression of absolute, desperate, hungry pain as she slowly pleasured herself with two strong, slender fingers, gradually running them up and down her slippery, soft slit.
Finally, she took her silky wet hand and traced it from the top of his forehead, painfully slowly down to the tip of his nose as he breathlessly pushed up to meet it, then unhurriedly to his eagerly waiting lips and fervent tongue.