Bubbles blushed, letting out a soft sigh at the very pleasant feeling of his warm hands rubbing her shoulder's, rarely ahd she felt so relaxed so safe, like nothing in the world could possibly harm her, and wouldnt dare try to. SHe softly tilted her head a little, pressing very gently against his hand, as to tell him that his touch felt great, and that she didnt want him to stop touching her. She closed her eyes, for a few seconds just enjoying his soft and warm touch, then she realized that the room was quite cold, the window having been open all day and no heater on. She took a step back, smiling at him, grabbing his hand to ensure him,a nd herself, that it wasnt over just yet. Then she let go and jumped in the bed, pulling the warm, soft cover over herself, then lifting it up, as if trying to invite him to join her without breaking the mood with stuttering words. She blushed but smiled her soft smile at him, her eyes not seeming as lonely and desperate anymore, but warm and happy, and looking at him with a loving glow in them.<br/><br/>She hoped htat he would undress, well, not undress, but atleast take off his shoes that he was still wearing, perhaps his jacket too? To be honest, she had trouble not trying to pictue his well shaped body with a little less clothes on, or rather, alot less clothes. She blsuhed heavil at he thought, but waiting for him, trying to ignore those thoughts, wondering if he did it too? Did her picture her naked too? did he really, really think she was that bautiful? Did he want to touch her? Explore her?--- She cut off, now for real trying to push those thoughts out of her head.