There's nothing wrong, nothing at all, not with Jason so close to her, his hands on her, his lips following. She moves back on the bed and reaches for him again, her hands slipping over his shoulder, up the side of his neck before she turns her head and catches his mouth with hers.

"Find anything?" she asks in a low, teasing voice, her lips moving against his as she speaks.

At this point she's not even completely sure of what she's saying, she's speaking just because she'd started and she's distracted by Jason's presence and his touch. Her hand falls to his belt again, working on undoing his pants, getting them open, getting just more of him.