Once Vanessa got the pants open, she tugged them down not wishing for them to get in her way. Perhaps it was better that she had never done this before; there was no comparing between any experience before. She wondered, absently, if Javik felt odd, being the only one naked, here. But with his armor, she somehow doubted it.

Glancing up at him, her pale eyes watched his face for any reaction as she placed a palm against the smooth front of him. She could feel the slit, then, and with a thumb ran along the seam, teasing at it, interested to see if that would illicit a reaction, or if she should dip her fingers inside, knowing ery well hat is what she was looking for.