"I should say that about you," she mumbles when she can. The kiss, the movements of his hands, they cause her own hands to tense against his skin. She's not sure how much further this can go tonight, but Sybil knows that she's not yet ready to stop,

She lets one of her hands cover his, moving it purposely up her side, to the exposed akin above her chest. Her cheeks burn from it, but she wants to know how it feels to have his skin against hers.