His hands on her skin had her squirming, slipping off her sweater herself, the shirt still in place. She hadn't worn a bra and she didn't think she needed her tits out just yet. Especially when she noticed him glancing at the vials. "Think you're ready?" she asked then, leaning forward to snag both of the little vials off the bedside table.
The vials were held up then, so that Albie could see the shimmering, iridescent, viscous liquid swirling about in them. "What do you say, Albie Potter? Ready to get lost with me?" she asked in a sultry voice, as her nerves made her stomach flip with excitement.