"Oh yes, your prowess," Dorcas laughed, shaking her head a little. Not that she actually disagreed. Anthony was really very sweet the way he'd tried to comfort her when he'd been having his own bad dream. She was starting to wonder why she'd hidden away for so long... And then she remembered. She was horrendously awkward. How long until that reared it's ugly head?
"Good boy," she replied as she let Michael go, not entirely sure where any of that had come from. But she really liked the reaction she'd gotten from it. It almost felt like Michael was under her complete control. That was not something she had ever experienced. Control? What was that? Ha. She glanced at Anthony, blushing now, "That's between Michael and I." She wouldn't kiss and tell. Not that there had been any kissing. Or really anything beyond a cuddle. And they weren't even a thing. What the Hell was going on in her life?
"Oh Kevin, you're not interrupting us. Anthony and I had nightmares. Michael came down after. You're just in time for a cuddle puddle," she smiled at him. Admittedly, she was terrified of this. All this touching... With Michael it was easy. Anthony was something new but he'd been sweet and gentle so she wasn't afraid of him.
Reaching out to hook her pinky around Michael's as they gathered cushions, she smiled faintly at him, "Go get us a blanket. A nice big one. I'll work on the cushions." She pulled away to continue to pile up cushions. It was starting to look very comfy.