Garnet's arched so far back, she feels when her hair bumps against the wall slightly. As she feels Pearl's delicate hand and mouth working at her jeans, her breath releases in little, stunted, silent, "Ah, ah, ah." She angles her hips out farther, sinking closer to the wall. She wants to feel Pearl closer to her, and yet still fighting that already-lost fight to be in control. Sometimes she is her own downfall.

"I, ah," she responds, giving too much away. "May have enjoyed it a bit." The last couple of words come out as deep, throaty laughs.