Jaune's breath catches in his throat as her weight presses back and down, the cleft of her ass and the valley of her thighs bracketing him. Even through his jeans it feels amazing, and even through his jeans it's very easy to feel just how hard he is.

"Right here," he answers. "Right here, just as long as you...mmmm... want." His hands move, caressing, rubbing, fingers teasing experimentally at her nipples, and he groans as she shifts over him, an echo of the sound she'd made.