"Would they?" Maddox asked mildly. "I can't see why they would do so, save for a present and worrisome medical condition. Also, only if you were in my class," he said, his hands more securely cupping her supple breasts. He gave them a small squeeze, his fingers gently touching upon her nipples. "And you can call me... thorough," he said, pulling her down onto his knees, pulling her a bit farther back so he could more comfortably grope her. And, with a quirk of his lips, he could feel the stirrings of moisture between Eirawen's legs.