When they're finally back, that confidence that she'd gathered up piece-by-piece almost scatters all over the floor.
That was, of course, until she got a good look at their face. Oh, that's... promising.
As they draw closer, she doesn't know what to do with herself, but she holds her pose, even if she can't help but turn her head a bit further to watch Jean's hand glide down her skin, ever-so-lightly. Even with how little touch is there, it feels electric. She didn't know how long she'd been aching for touch like this, but it felt like longer than she'd ever care to admit.
"Mhm," She answers, quiet, but so very certain of it. "But I wouldn't mind changing poses again, if you had anything better in mind...?"
An open invitation, as best as she could manage without saying so. Their touch left her desperate for more, but she's fighting for her life to keep her head on straight, and not just throw herself at them. Keeping it together is easier said than done, but it'll be worth it, she knows it.
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That was, of course, until she got a good look at their face. Oh, that's... promising.
As they draw closer, she doesn't know what to do with herself, but she holds her pose, even if she can't help but turn her head a bit further to watch Jean's hand glide down her skin, ever-so-lightly. Even with how little touch is there, it feels electric. She didn't know how long she'd been aching for touch like this, but it felt like longer than she'd ever care to admit.
"Mhm," She answers, quiet, but so very certain of it. "But I wouldn't mind changing poses again, if you had anything better in mind...?"
An open invitation, as best as she could manage without saying so. Their touch left her desperate for more, but she's fighting for her life to keep her head on straight, and not just throw herself at them. Keeping it together is easier said than done, but it'll be worth it, she knows it.