Watching as Jean pulled out two syringes, both topped with very sharp needles, she felt a shudder run through her. Anna absolutely abhorred needles! If it weren't for the warning of being able to suck it up...well, hell, that warning made it worse! She didn't want a needle inside of her, Anna didn't even know how to absorb objects.
Watching as Jean put the needle down, she felt some sense of relief, the immediate threat resting some ways away from her. Watching as Jean got closer to her, Anna's eyes flickered up to search Jean's face for whatever she might be doing. The other girl was so close, it was throwing her off balance, making her feel a little woozy, a soft gasp escaping her as their breasts lightly touched. And then Jean was peeling her hoodie off, the warmth of the jacket leaving her person and dropping to the floor.
Anna's lips parted slightly, trying to figure out what was happening, but it seemed Jean's thoughts were elsewhere. Once Jean pulled away, it took a couple of breaths for her to ground herself again, lifting her sleeve as the reality of the needle came back to her. Wincing as her arm was tied off and the wipe used, she nodded. "I hate needles..." Really, Jean couldn't have made it drinkable?
"I-i'm ready." Anna responded, turning her head to the other side of the room. There was no way she could stay still if she saw that.