Jason fidgeted. It felt like someone was caressing him, but he couldn't see anyone. As his inner thigh was stroked, he let a soft moan escape his lips. He clapped a paw over his mouth and turned bright red from embarrassment. "I.....think it....would be......best....if.....I went....back to the ship." He says, breathing heavily from being touched by Naor. He tried as best he could to hold back, but he was fighting a losing battle.