Selene leans into Victor's touch, her eyes fluttering closed. She bites her lip, her breath catching in her throat. Her fingers instinctively reach for his arm, tracing the lines of his bicep. I... I do know things, but I'm still shy. You're very... bold. She whispers, her voice barely above a breath I don't want to do anything I'm not ready for. She opens her eyes, looking up at him, her pupils dilated.