Lexie had nodded eagerly. "I love it." She was already wet from the idea of him taking her. As many ways as he could manage.<br/><br/>Beth had relaxed then, just enough to speak, her tone still holding a light to how fragile she felt even as she spoke. "I... I just feel like I need to be held, I need to be loved." Her tone weakened and she snuffled slightly. "I need to know what it's like to be made love to."