She should have, though, she knew... otherwise it was technically cheating, and Amy wasn't a person that cheated in any way (not really). But somehow he understood about it all, and she loved him all the more for it.
"I'm glad you did," she said. She could remember his eyes on her during it. It had only added to the experience... somehow it was no surprise that he liked watching. If only he hadn't had that curse.
The nip drew a breathless little whimper out of her. "Mmm, I can live with that," she said, voice almost a purr. "So long as you still love me," she said, only half teasing. "I'll help if I can." After all, she knew Thomas very well.
Amy moaned quietly and arched a little, pressing her breasts into his hand even more. "Oh really." Her voice was breathy. "I bet you're happy about that." Her hand trailed down his side to the top of his boxers, and she slipped a finger teasingly under the elastic.