She pretended to like it. His hands worked, stripping her out of the clothing she had chosen for the day, leaving Jash exposed and nearly nude in front of him. And the look he was giving her... If she'd been attracted to this... earthling? Though admittedly she was not certain that he counted as one anymore given his unique physiology, she would have likey easily given in to him.
Jash put a look of feigned shock on her face as he pinched her rear and smirked before waving him off playfully and moving to the dresser. She had to think about what Martha Jones would wear for something like this. There would be time for unloading the drive later in the evening. She could set it up and allow the computer to uplink it on its own.
The Skrull-in-human-form decided on a pair of blue cotton pajama bottoms and a fitted t-shirt from her template's alma matter. It was comfortable, and this was her apartment. Perhaps it would ward off the Captain's advances. She turned to him and did a little turn with a smile. "You are showing remarkable self control this evening," She said with a small grin. It was something her template would say. She would play her part to a T. She walked over to him, switching the bedroom light off.