"You'd never do that," I challenge back.  "You'd be too scared of Door coming in and asking 'Ingress, what on earth is this contraption doing-'oh!"  I felt a shock of pleasure spike my brain as I completed one particular circuit of my sex, feel the pleasant warm haze of<em>'mmmm, too busy having sex right now to currently care'</em>spreading across my surface thoughts.  Much as I might not have enjoyed the<em>whole</em>idea, there were certain parts of it that tickled me more than I might have thought that were, which were filed away under 'to be discussed with Ingress at a future date.'<br/><br/>"You're not a cruel woman.  You're<em>Ingress</em>, which means you love a little horny Wolf like me a bit too much to do anything that would frighten her...or, at least, you would ask first."  The harness had no particular reaction - good or bad - from me.  It was more...'eh'?  Like, alright, it was a thing, but my objection to it was more 'I don't think I can work wearing one of those' than anything else.