Aimee let out a short laugh then gazing back at Reon, smirk crossing her lips at the time. "Is she worrying about things or what is it?" She waited to see if Reon would show or tell what the message was about, but either way she didn't pause her hands in their stroke, those warm soft palms sliding along her back gently, kneading the warmth of that oil and her fingers into her back then, kneading slowly. "Well, forget about the world and your mom and everything for now."<br/><br/>Kissing along the back of Reon's neck, she slid her hands down on her girlfriend's bottom, brushing the cheeks in a warm fashion before gently pressing to part Reon's thighs somewhat, fingers rubbing the back of her thighs a moment, then to rise back up and over her buttocks to her back. Stroking long, slow movement all over her back, leaning down to brush her own skin to Reon's skin, leaning over her girlfriend closely.