[There's no answer immediately as Peter works his way down. He's rather amused by the way that Molly had reacted to his tail being played with, which...ah, that might warrant a bit more experimentation.
Not right away. For the moment, he has other things to keep him occupied. Like the fact that his head is properly between Molly's legs, lips brushing just up against the waist of his leggings. For a moment, he considers trailing further down to tease Molly through the fabric, but...
No.]
It likes getting its way.
[He finally answers, curling his fingers into the band of the last bit of clothing Molly has on and beginning to tug it down. His lips follow.]
no subject
Not right away. For the moment, he has other things to keep him occupied. Like the fact that his head is properly between Molly's legs, lips brushing just up against the waist of his leggings. For a moment, he considers trailing further down to tease Molly through the fabric, but...
No.]
It likes getting its way.
[He finally answers, curling his fingers into the band of the last bit of clothing Molly has on and beginning to tug it down. His lips follow.]
I don't think I can judge. So do I.