The slight sting over her scalp is oddly pleasant. At least, Rey doesn't unwelcome it. A shudder runs down her spine under Maketh's touch, as she begins to knead the other woman's skin. Gentle first. Then dragging the tips of her nails beneath, down Maketh's side, under her back. Exploring body and want as her kisses deepen, more aggressive in her desire that she gasps between their lips.

Yes, she wants this. They both do.