[ truth be told, her plans pretty much only extended as far as convincing him not to give this up. it's dirty, and she knows having his daughter here pushes that fact a lot harder, but dirty isn't always wrong. this place is all about snuggles and fluffygoodtimes, but it's also been made clear to her that more is just as good. it's all working towards the same cause of powering up this city that's built on physical connections. so there's that.

and there's also the fact that it's hot, the way he's watching her, how he treats her, even. she's selfish enough to push for that, even with his daughter here being a sound reminder of how filthy it is ]

Right now? Only thing on my mind are your hands. I'm thinking about what it'd be like to stay just like this and letting you touch me however you want. [ clearly, the way she stays so still for him, except when they move over her ass, up along her back. she arches to the touch, a slow bend that moves her body a little closer to his, even as her arms stay as a steady brace against the couch. her hair drops forward when she leans her face towards his a little more, eyes falling shut while she hums her gratitude for how good his hands feel on her skin ] I'm your bad idea, remember? Tell me what you need.