[She's not planning on stopping Momo at all, no - nor can anyone blame her for the eagerness, either. Jiro's happy to move and lift her arms where she needs to, even seeming a bit eager herself with the way her jacks lift up in funny little arcs once her head's free, leaving her just as bare as her friend.
Months ago, she might've been embarrassed to be sitting like this in front of someone else - maybe even apologized for not rocking anything "substantial" - but now?
Well, no, there's still a chance she'd be embarrassed. But something about it being Momo in front of her feels... different. Or maybe it's just the moons' effects? She's not sure, but she can't say she minds it either way.
So she ends up moving in again, slipping an arm underneath the dip in Momo's back to hold her close, and tucks her face in against her friend's neck.]
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Jiro's happy to move and lift her arms where she needs to, even seeming a bit eager herself with the way her jacks lift up in funny little arcs once her head's free, leaving her just as bare as her friend.
Months ago, she might've been embarrassed to be sitting like this in front of someone else - maybe even apologized for not rocking anything "substantial" - but now?
Well, no, there's still a chance she'd be embarrassed.
But something about it being Momo in front of her feels... different. Or maybe it's just the moons' effects?
She's not sure, but she can't say she minds it either way.
So she ends up moving in again, slipping an arm underneath the dip in Momo's back to hold her close, and tucks her face in against her friend's neck.]
... Want me to speed things up a little more?