[Yen giggles in delight. She wasn't entirely sure which would be better, but, given that she intends to go off and have a "shower" of her own, she decides she should have something to think about, too.]
[She shifts and settles down in his lap. It takes a lot of control and the bite of her lip not to grind down into him; and before he gets the idea, she takes his hands by the wrists and suggests them up her shirt.]