Anne's lips parted to her finger, even nibbled forward upon its tip.  "I want to try to see if you can." she said, as her lips withdrew a bit, knowing that the hint of challenge might raise a part of Gwenevire's inner being.<br/><br/>She let her left hand drift away from its clasping of Gwenevire's, letting the other woman be fully responsible for whether she would continue to play with Anne's soft lips.  Anne's hand drifted down Gwenevire's arm softly, until it came to rest softly on her ribs, where the wrap of her bindings crossed under her arm.  "That can't be all that comfortable." she murmurred as her fingers played over the feel of the bindings underneath, as soon as she said it thinking the implication might be more than Gwenevire was ready for, but yet there it was.