[This touch is... so nice. She knows she's starved for it - for any kind of physical affection, no matter how minor, because the drawbacks to her own powers are so dramatic - but that doesn't make the touches any less delightful. That a hand so immediately and boldly takes to her breast is especially nice, warm skin caressing something so sensitive, and prompts a shiver down her spine that she could honestly get used to feeling more of.
But she's not quite sure how to react, where to put her own hands, and the question sort of startles her into remembering... she doesn't really know much about this from a practical standpoint. There's only so much daydreaming can help with, and masturbation is a great start, but introducing another person can change dynamics - she can't go down on herself, after all. So it is a rare moment of genuine bashfulness that makes her look away from Kerra, as much as her ingrained politesse.]
... I'm not entirely certain. My powers and where I lived make getting involved with people... difficult. [She's definitely eager for whatever happens, though, that much is very clear.]
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But she's not quite sure how to react, where to put her own hands, and the question sort of startles her into remembering... she doesn't really know much about this from a practical standpoint. There's only so much daydreaming can help with, and masturbation is a great start, but introducing another person can change dynamics - she can't go down on herself, after all. So it is a rare moment of genuine bashfulness that makes her look away from Kerra, as much as her ingrained politesse.]
... I'm not entirely certain. My powers and where I lived make getting involved with people... difficult. [She's definitely eager for whatever happens, though, that much is very clear.]