Anya whimpered as Skye stilled her hand.<br/><br/>“Squeeze,<em>jes</em>?” She licked her lips, seemed to press the Wolf’s hand as if trying to mold it to her mound. “I like that! Being touched like that.”<br/><br/>The tiny Bunny shivered at Skye’s other suggestion.<br/><br/>“...<em>jes</em>, is scary. Is also very hot! Because you I can trust...”