It was innocent at first, but maybe Pearl had pushed too hard, maybe she found too maybe of Jasper's buttons at once, or maybe it was the alcohol laiden mind. Either way, Pearl had fallen willingly into a trap she had even set up herself. It was a good thing Jasper had started holding the woman and wrapping her legs around her because Pearl's legs had very quickly become jelly and she found herself leaning into Jasper unintentionally, her hands resting atop the woman's thighs and finding her blush deepening as her touch was met with thick, firm muscle beneath the tigress's skin. How had this happened? Pearl felt the woman nuzzle against her, whispering promises in that alluring voice of hers. "Jasper... please... people are watching." She gulped down the lump in her throat and thought that was the worst of it already done, but Jasper persued and managed to hit every weakness on the tiny woman in front of her, even going so far as to mention the toy she said she'd never ask about. It was true, the woman fit the colors perfectly and Pearl found herself imagining all sorts of illicit little things. Was Jasper surprised at the size? Pearl had always been a fan of everything being larger. She gripped into Jasper's thighs, digging her nails in with a soft growl of retaliation, not wanting to just be some ragdoll for the larger woman to have her way with; even if the thought was frighteningly exciting. Even though Jasper's hand around her waist nearly could have encircled her and connected on the other side and the woman had a good few feet on her, Pearl wasn't intimidated by her size at all, she never had been; in fact, it just spurred the woman on more because Jasper had always been her ideal type. And when she nipped at her neck and told her she'd been thinking of a lot of naughty things with her, Pearl grinned, realizing she still could have the upper hand. "You talk so big, Jasper, but could you even really compete?" She chuckled, leaning in and whispering in Jasper's ear as she buried her hand in the woman's hair and pulled. If the tiger wanted to play, she was more than happy to oblige. "You think showing your fangs makes you big stuff? I can tame a pussy cat like you... Did you see the size of that toy you mentioned? Oh honey, that's just to warm me up." Pearl pulled back and stared into Jasper's eyes, her own crimson gaze haunting under the dimmed lights. This was a world the petite ballerina ruled quite well and with well-placed confidence and with how stale Jasper's love life had been, Pearl knew she could likely put the jungle cat in her place.