Everything about this is so alien to her that it's exciting. It isn't even so scary to her anymore. Not when it's Maketh, not when it's someone she trusts so dear. The feeling that's been building up since this woman started touching Rey sends a sudden shudder through her that she's never felt before. She lets out an embarassing yelp, close to Maketh's ear, before burying her face into her neck and fair hair.

"Maketh..." Rey gasps. Breath heavy. Rasp. Still caressing between her own wife's legs in synch with their movements, guiding her through like a peculiar new dance.

Her wife... Her wife... Huh.

Ah, so this is what it's like.