Because the motion had not been denied, her hand traced a return path the way it had come, slower this time, and perhaps just a little lower at the dip. She had to remind herself, then, to move slowly, take her time. It would only build anticipation - which, unfortunately, she doubted she would fully indulge this evening, but the buzz of frustration she would carry around for the next day, and which would surely impede her sleep, would be worth these moments.
The moan, repressed as it was, was met with a smile, though Ari bit her lip from allowing it to become too wide. Really, if such a small thing brought about such an immediate reaction... A few more kisses, her tongue darting out to taste the skin at the hollow of Aspel's throat, then back up again to take the other woman's earlobe in her teeth, give it a delicate tug.
She giggled at the question, a breathy huff of air across Aspel's ear. "Simple - choose another place," she suggested brazenly. Let her do with that what she would; Ari was not against the idea in the slightest. She almost suggested, I do wear my hair partially down onstage, but at the last moment refrained; while the back of her neck was quite sensitive, she was curious what Aspel would do with the challenge if left to her own devices.