Aria's tail curled around to meet the hand upon her thigh, partially encircling the wrist, part as if in balance, part in teasing and easily-breakable entrapment.<br/><br/>She shook her head with a bit of a frown, but then a devilish grin. "I suppose not, 'especially as I suspect you'll have a<em>rather</em>fine evening...and deserve it! With a fine fine fellow clambering to vanquish your pants as it stands already....and who knows what armaments to brandish from his!" Her saucily-toned voice broke off with a visible shudder, and a slight quiver to her body, no longer able or desiring to resist showing her reaction to the fingers upon her spine. She fairly purred, wondering if something about her tail, or her slender build and the pronounced vertebrae of the spine, made it an enjoyable sensitive place and direction to be stroked, like a cat down its arching back.<br/><br/>She began to wash her own upper body, making a bit of a squeezing show of it, but also with enough efficacy to accomplish the ostensible reason for the bath. She cast her eyes out to the bedroom to judge the fading rosy light coming in through its balcony. She flipped about with an acrobatic kick of one leg up in front of Rose's breasts and face, her butt twisting slickly upon Rose's lap so that her lap was now to the larger woman. Her tail curled to snare the soap like a constrictor snake about prey, and lifted it towards Rose. "'If you still mean to wash my back...'twould be at least as expedient as I doing so myself, and once you shrink the kindness can be swiftly repaid. Happy to help you dress as well..."