[ Gwen's smiling as she presses her tongue against the pad of his ring finger, curling it into the bend of that last knuckle before she gives him his hand back. and yeah, she's still feeling a little floaty, but the hand on the back of her neck, it's - hm. ] I think you found a sweet spot there, doc. [ her eyes slide shut as she lets her head tip forward a bit, hair parting around his hand. she hums quietly, her hands sliding down her thighs and back up, just. relaxing. ] Is that a thing for people? Back of the neck? You're giving me chills.

[ eventually though, even all relaxed like this, she brings her hand down between them so she can cup him over his pants, roll her hips forward against the back of her hand - mostly she just doesn't want to get the front of his pants all messy, yeah. she's considerate like that. but that lazy smile comes back when she feels how hard he is, fingers gripping him tight through his pants ]

You really did like watching me like that, huh?