Pearl was glad Jasper had taken the higher route with everything, but it honestly didn't surprise her since the tigress had always put her mothering duties before everything else for as long as Pearl had known her. She had to chuckle, though, as the woman wobbled her way to bed, a purr still in her throat and that suspicious beginning to something that truly had Pearl getting wet.<br/><br/>After composing herself, she helped Mala out saying good bye to a few people and managed to mingle with the rest of society as if she didn't have a need burning. Jasper only had to deal with the desire of wanting what you couldn't have, but Pearl had already been experiencing this for over a year now. She was a bottle of pent up energy that had only begun to understand the potentials of self-care when involving toys and her own body. Pearl hadn't worked up to using that tiger striped toy just yet, but if Jasper was going to act like she had tonight any time soon, Pearl was going to get a lot of miles out of that thing.<br/><br/>It was long after the last of the parents had left, the cleanup ended, and putting Mala to bed had been accomplished that Pearl finally slipped into Jasper's room. She'd washed the paint off herself and slipped into a super long tshirt that came to her bare midthigh. Even though she hadn't planned anything to happen, she still locked the door behind her and approached Jasper's sleeping form. The woman looked so god damn innocent sleeping there that Pearl almost didn't have the heart to disturb her. Almost. She leaned in and started tucking Jasper into bed. "Good night, my good girl..." Pearl leaned on the bed to kiss Jasper's forehead.