Airy closed her eyes and smiled as Matthew's fingers combed through her hair, softly tugging at her scalp. It was a relaxing feeling and it made Airy realize how infrequently she had her hair played with. Eve played with her hair from time to time but she couldn't recall anyone else teasing the silky tresses.

"I miss those days too." Never mind that she hadn't been alive during the days that Matthew was talking about.

"I don't know any. I don't think."

Her thoughts were slowly growing more hazy and less focused. Airy could say whatever popped into her head but she was having trouble focusing on any specific thoughts. "That feels good." She hummed softly. Her fingers pushed at the hem of her shirt, showing Matthew the flat of her abdomen. Whatever reservations Airy might have had, they were completely gone now. "I like your hands." They felt warm and sent little jolts of electricity through her that Airy wanted to experience more of.