<em>The other two, their eyes laughing at the third's inability mockingly but not voicing their disdain. Instead, they let their hands wander her body, her back, her cheeks, her sides, her breasts, or, at least as much as they can, considering her grinding against the young noble. Somehow, though, the young man seems to find it in him to start kissing her back, though tentatively. His hands, for now, remain at his sides.</em>