Lissa giggles. Spoiler: Again, NSFW content but meant to educate, not titillate. "Okay, look. First of all, the ovulatory orgasm does hurt a little bit, and the pain is experienced as pleasure, by which I mean that it probably would hurt if you weren't aroused, and if being in season didn't turn your whole body into the good kind of nerve endings. I know, I have a daughter, remember? But. My mate is a human, and guess what? Humans have toys that produce the same sensations, and they're still fun even when I'm not in season. And actually, the ovarian follicles bursting is just as painfully pleasurable as that sensation." She shrugs. "It is true that I need to be careful with my tongue when I'm fucking humans, which is like, 100% of the time now that we live where we do. But again, it's a matter of being careful. And even with blunt ape teeth you still have to be careful when you're putting your mouth on the sensitive parts of somebody else's body, right? I just have to be more careful." Lissa takes a breath, then holds up one hand. "You want to know what the biggest danger of having sex with me is? It's this." She carefully flexes her fingers, and what looks like her painted nail-tips turn out to be caps on her claws. "I have them capped like this when I don't think I'm going to need them to climb things or fight, and always when I make love to Ford or play with our friends. Because even capped, they can leave marks. A lot of people like that. But they wouldn't like it if I actually broke the skin and raked and dug in and tore them up, and even if someone did like that, the wounds could get infected. But that's why we cap them, because we're civilised and we actually learned early on in our history that capping your claws--or filing and trimming them, if you don't ever fight--is a lot more fun than always having to keep your hands and feet off your partner when things get really intense."