She carefully turned her hand over and cupped his chin, her finger running over his lips. "I do play. I haven't in quite some time, but I do." Her fingers slid back up and into his hair, stroking it slowly. "Jonas," she said softly, "there is nowhere you could tread where I wouln't welcome you with a glad heart."
It was true that it had been a very long time since she'd even had an intimate partner, let alone played in the way in which Jonas we implying. Just as suddenly she found she missed that. Her breath came slightly faster and she leaned forward just a bit. "Do you play both ways?"