She is out of her own head for much longer than she usually is, even when having sex. It helps that Satoru uses both her mouth and her fingers, and Suguru can grind against her without worrying too much. She's still quiet as she moans, although there's the occasional slip where she's louder than intended.

Her thighs squeeze around Satoru, and she doesn't even catch it at first, too distracted to really pay attention to her body. Her orgasm hits her out of nowhere, body going still as she arches off the bed with a loud whine in the back of her throat, walls clenching tightly around those fingers inside her. Her hand tightens in Satoru's hair, tugging sharply as she rides out the waves of her climax. It's only once she's stopped coming that she lets go, smoothing down her hair with a gentle pat; that tugging probably hurt, she assumes, in a somewhat distracted manner.