You were controlling them because you didn't even know you had them. But now you know, and it's all you're going to be thinking about.

[ well, not all the time, but if foxes had brains that were hardwired anything like a cat's, he'd get urges that seemed impossible to fight. the kind of urges that keep her home from school, whimpering into her pillow with her hand between her legs, trying to stave it off. ssshhhhe won't tell him all that just yet, though ]

Although I'll take credit for it, sure. [ she lifts her upperbody with her thighs a bit, just to feel her weight shift it all back down against his hips once she lets go. it's pretty filthy, but that's where her brain is at right now ] Maybe we should try and calm each other down.