[One last deep breath and she's back on track, blinking up at him with slowly furrowing brows and a sideways tilt of her lips. Something of a scowling smile, even after his hand on her ass slides into the picture as a noticeable thing. She drops her hand, sliding it down his arm and dragging her fingertips lightly over his forearm as if to correct it before tapering off the contact entirely just past his wrist.]
Am I supposed to be grabbing your ass right now too?