[She's moved around like a ragdoll and she can't even find it in herself to be grumpy about it. She's so impatient to be skin on skin, to stop being fucking teased. She gives a breathy sigh as Gideon presses to her, bony little hands siding over her stupid strong shoulders and groping at her back.

[It is better, and she takes advantage of that thigh, dignity be damned. The little sound she makes wouldn't be audible if her mouth wasn't so close to Gideon's ear, but it is.]