With the hope that her words were heard and understood, Pearl shivered softly and muffled a moan into her blanket when Jasper picked her up in her arms. Her hands immediately clung to the woman's clothes, burying her head against her lover. The scent was intoxicating enough on a normal day, but now that her body was heavily in need and sensitive, every sensory detail was blinding her nervous system and overloading her. The slight shift of Jasper's hands on her body as she was carried away, the scent of her tiger's typical musk, and her voice when she was speaking with her mother. Everything made Pearl cling tighter to Jasper and by the time they made it to the hallway, the dancer had climbed her way further up into her tiger's arms, her arms encircling the woman, hands burying in her hand, and her mouth wondering on her skin as she tasted, nipped, and bit at the tender flesh.<br/><br/>When they'd finally made it to the bedroom and Jasper laid her on the bed, the momentary lapse of her touch was anguish to Pearl, her hands already reaching out for her lover, giving soft moans of disapproval while she kept her thighs cinched tight together. The few seconds felt like hours, but Jasper finally leaned back down into her and the moment the woman was in range, she wrapped her arms back around her in a vice grip, exploring her giantess's mouth with reckless abandon. Meanwhile, Jasper's touch left a path of fire in its wake as her large, emboldened hands found their way under Pearl's tanktops, feeling her fingers play with the tender swollen buds her nipples made. The dancer immediately responded, moaning into the kiss and arching her body into Jasper's touch so her hand made even more contact. In all honesty, the woman only needed one hand with splayed fingers to cover the petite woman's torso.<br/><br/>Jasper had started talking but the noises were muffled by the sound of her own blood pounding in her ears. As long as her tigress stayed close and kept touching her, she didn't care what was being said, but then she moved away to grab her black box. Pearl was already on her hands and knees having crawled half the length of the bed before Jasper returned to her side. The woman just mewled softly, reaching out to wrap her upper body around one of Jasper's arms, pressing her chest against her as her lover went on to explain some sort of direction. The words fell on deaf ears, but what did catch Pearl's attention was the gag hanging from her giantess's fingertips. The dancer grinned eagerly and took the gag from Jasper before placing it in the woman's mouth and chuckling. Having already claimed her lover's arm, Pearl attempted to drag the larger woman back into the bed with her. She was still craving to place as much of her body against her as she could and when she started noticing her own movement was becoming impaired with her clothes, she started stripping out of them. The tanktops went first, toss up and over her head and discarded somewhere on the floor she didn't care about, but when she got to her pants, she had started to unbutton and unzip them when she remembered what was hiding under there. Having been previously on her knees to take off her pants, Pearl crumbled to the bed with her hands stuff between her thighs, looking up at Jasper with that same look from the living room. "Jas... per..." she breathed, letting her lover's name melt into a moan towards the end as she sat there, looking absolutely pathetic with need. "E-Ever...sion..." She bit her bottom lip and looked down at her pants, a mixture of lust and shame. That song had been beautiful, but it didn't warrant such a reaction from her. Pearl careful raised to her knees again and slowly tugged her pants down, letting the eversion free, finally. She covered her flushed face in her hands and looked away. Like Jasper's, her eversion fit her form for size and had the added touch of soft frill spiraling around it. It had been a few years since she last saw her own eversion, but she refused to look at it at this moment, given the reason it had formed.