it's glorious~
[The sound Anew makes is nothing like intended, an airy breath that blooms into a soft, needy sound. Her expression might be confused for pain but for the way her hand snakes around Judith's neck to pull instead of push her.]
[It turns out that even with her mind spinning, she's still ticklish. It's absurd.] Judith... please. [She has no shame in begging; she just wishes she knew what she was begging for.]