[ it's all-- quite a lot. A lot of things affecting her that she didn't really think they would, to this extent, Nem's tone and touch and the words coming from her lips themselves. That tingling metal hand-- why did they even bother looking through the toys, with this around?-- makes her jerk against her, fingers digging into the skin of her arm and her side a little more roughly than intended, just for a moment.

The words though get a bit of a different reaction, something almost miserably red-faced and embarrassed and desperately turned on and maybe a little confused, eyes squeezed shut and forehead pressed to Nem's as she ruts down against her. ]

Mmmm...!