When Teagan felt the air on her body - all of her body now - she immediately began to reach for the covers to pull over herself. She knew it was contradictory and made no sense, but it was just the natural thing to do for her. Laying around naked was not something she just did. But she stopped herself, forcing her eyes to look at John and actually focus on him rather than anything else. Or even what he was doing still. She faltered, not sure what to say or how to say it. Skip what? Skip this, she wanted to say.
Taking a deep breath, she shook her head. She wasn't shaking her head to his words, just to try to clear her head. She needed to focus, to decide she wanted to do this and why she did. She had to. She refused to have any regrets in the morning. Opening her eyes, she pulled herself up slightly so he could actually look at him better, smirking at him now. "If you do doesn't want mean I should for you? Which if you don't want me to touch you... I doubt that... I doubt that the other would be better," she said, trying to act nonchalant and relaxed. She knew her expression, the way her body was still slightly stiff, her tone, and the way she kept flickering her eyes away even when she tried not to anymore, was a dead give away she wasn't entirely... relaxed. But that didn't mean she didn't want to.