Jubilee grinned at Brian's grin (and words). He could be so goofy sometimes. Oh, did she love him. While he set to work on removing her jeans, she ripped her bra the rest of the way off (it had been hanging by the straps) and threw it off the side of the bed, carelessly. "Hey!" she laughed, when he tickled her feet. Jubes couldn't reach his feet. With him straddled over her (as he was once more) she could never really reach anything of his very well. She could always raise up and...oh, his hand was on her midriff now. Jubilee's stomach jerked when Brian's thumb moved it's way past the waistband on her panties. Stupid panties. She gazed back into his eyes, wanting him to move that hand lower still. Her hips bucked off the bed when his other (sneaky) hand brushed against her. "Unh..." Her eyes closed for a moment before she open them again and looked back into Brian's. "Please..." she begged softly with a smile, trying to scoot herself downwards, into the hand that she knew was still lingering near her inner thighs. In fact, she didn't care which hand touched her, as long as it was soon.