[ action or lack thereof doesn't bother her in the least; she busies her mouth with leaving small, open-mouth kisses against her skin, drifting upwards to suck gently against her neck and back down again, while her hand guide's nem's metal one. ]

Give a little buzz, baby.

[ she mutters it softly, as she presses up and along, smoothing her palm and fingertips slowly over her stomach and under the edge of that loose bra, to graze her fingertips along the bumps of her ribs. ]