“Never” she confirms, voice thick and hazy. She’d never made herself feel quite like this in her scarce solo sessions, and never has she felt this urge to cling to another. To press up close to another’s warmth, and savor their company. Rosie is a first for her, several firsts really, and Aurelia would have been content to drift away in a euphoric haze but for the poking drawing her attention. She shifts against it, rubbing herself against Rosie as she slides a hand between their body to grope against the sensation.

Innocent and inexperienced she may be, but she’s far from oblivious, a small “oh” is her only response to discovering her new partner’s anatomy. She hums thoughtfully for a second, still dazed and idly running her fingers against the length before she responds. “Do you… need help? Taking care of it?”

It’s only fair, after all.