The crone nuzzled at blue furred jaw before biting softly into it. She could probably break skin, but she had no need to. She thought for a brief moment of sliding over to Eric's lap, but the Beast still held her fast where she was. So, she was forced to softly rub at Eric's thigh with foot.
One hand dipped between her body and Henry's to start pulling up his shirt. The other slid along the Henry's lifted arm to take one of Eric's hands. She didn't try to pry it from the blue arm, so much as softly tug on a finger. Now was the time to hear as much as feel the rumble. It was truly a fascinating sensation, and other than being on the large Beast's lap, a hand to buried in the blue fur on the young man's chest was a good way to feel it.
While they couldn't read each other's mind per say, Eric could no doubt feel the crone's renewed interest in what these two larger bodies could do to her smaller one. Not that this was the time for such explorations, but it was a pleasant feeling. One of these men would not be heading off alone. Then again, she could always find the other later.