[Perhaps she felt the slight tinge of uncertainty through the tether and guessed as to its cause, or perhaps she just thought about it well in advance, but either way, the trepidation is something she's aware of; once his belt is open, she takes the time to warm her palms flat on his stomach, knowing the cold will be a slight shock no matter what she touches first. She leaves them there for several moments, rubbing circles, then when she's satisfied with the adjustment, dips one into his pants to curl a more temperate hand around him.]
That better?
[For all that she seems averse to the cold, she's still wearing a skirt and tights. Convenient for this purpose, perhaps, but a bit contrary to someone who claims not to be accustomed to the winter weather.]
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That better?
[For all that she seems averse to the cold, she's still wearing a skirt and tights. Convenient for this purpose, perhaps, but a bit contrary to someone who claims not to be accustomed to the winter weather.]