Aylia feels warmer to usually. With Fang she doesn't feel worried about having to look good for him.  It's not to much for her to figure out that she wants to go all the way. Gently she runs her hands down his stomach to the edge of his pants. All the time she asks with her eyes if this okay. Just as he doesn't want to make her uncomfortable she doesn't want to make him uncomfortable. A mixture of emotions run through her, mostly curiosity. She had never wanted to share herself with anyone like this before.