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[It's ironic in the way she's asking Lup to move but still clinging to her before she does, learning into her mouth, reluctant to let go. Even as she's just waiting, exposed under Lup's eyes, she's left wanting to drag her back to let their bodies find contact. Instead, her arms simply fall back to the bed, hands splayed over the mattress and a grin on her lips. It's impossible to really hold herself back here, and for once, she doesn't want to. Years of reservation have prepared her for this moment, a time where she can simply enjoy what she wants.

So she shifts just enough on the bed to let Lup in, a little disbelieving that this is really happening to her in this moment.]

Well, just be careful of my hip, you know, it can get really rough for an old woman like me.

[She looks very, very serious at Lup on that, and waits to see if the elf will call her bluff. Knowing Lup, she'll understand that it's a goof- or she'll have to show her later, when they're a little more busy.]