When Jerry draws his tongue out of her, it's only to replace it with it with two fingers, lips closing over her clit instead, sucking gently but insistently. Even in being focused solely on her, there's something rewarding in this, too, more so than there usually is. He knows what he's doing here, that he's good at it, the sounds she makes only a continued confirmation of that. It lets him come back to himself a little, far steadier now than he was when she first found him here, barely having to think at all, except about wanting to make this good.