*laughs softly, shivering from your light (too-light, just-light-enough) touch, her mirth dying just as suddenly when she feels your fingers inside her* *rocks her hips into your hand, tiny mews of pleasure falling from her lips onto yours*
*barely finds the presence of mind to lean over toward the bedside table, rooting around for an intolerable few seconds until she finds protection* *reaches down to put in on you, her eyes searching to see everything yours would tell her, even in this darkness*