Pearl's brow furrows at Rose's laughter, shoulders slumping a little bit -- why can't she do this right? is it really that ridiculous? -- but she allows herself to be soothed easily enough. The apology that was at the tip of her tongue melts away into the kiss, thankfully forgotten.

"Yes, please..."

She folds her legs with all the grace she can muster as Rose tugs her down. Despite the disparity in their forms they've always fit together well; she curls neatly into Rose's lap, with plenty of room for her slender limbs, plenty of room for warm arms to wrap around her and pull her in tight. Pearl tips her head sideways to allow Rose's mouth better access, eyelids starting to flutter shut. When Rose begins to pull at her clothing, she raises her hands to assist, slim fingers brushing against Rose's larger ones.

"If you tear these again, I'm going to have to shapeshift some more, you know."