Beth's not really thinking, she's only watching Jason's hands, watching the shift of his muscle, taking in every last thing she can before she realizes he's asking her about the condom. She gives him a quick smile, trusting that to be her answer as she reaches and takes it back from him. He's hard and smooth and warm in her hand.

This is one of those things she feels like she's never quite gotten the hang of and she fumbles a little, laughing at herself as she rolls the condom down slowly.

"Okay," she breathes, sliding her hands over his back again. "Okay."