She liked this. Her on his lap, his tongue in her mouth, her hands groping at his shirt front, his hands working their way in to her top. Of course, she wasn't sure if she ought to be letting them get up there. Here in the middle of the ball where anyone could stumble upon them? That didn't seem like a very safe plan

But she wanted it anyway. Keeping her hands on him, she pulled slightly back to shift how she was sitting. So she was more comfortable. In her struggle to achieve comfort, she sacrificed, a bit of what little modesty she had, her knees slightly apart. She grinned and kissed him on the lips. Then almost hesitantly, she started exploring, letting her kissing fall down his neck, and to bite his ear gently. "Mmmmmmm." She went, knowing he was thinking about getting in to her top. "Go ahead." There wasn't anything under there anyway, she couldn't wear a bra with this top, hence the charms on the breasts. Now how should she go about getting in to his clothes, which were not so easily just moved out of the way as hers.