The lack of hair allows her to feel his hand so much more vividly when it slips between her thighs, and the sensation pulls a little whimper of surprise from her. Shifting on the bed she props herself up on her elbows after laying back, her teeth grazing over her bottom lip as her focus lingers on the path his fingers take along her thighs and over her folds.

"I was excited to see what you'd think," her eyes briefly darting sideways as she speaks, momentarily struck by bashfulness even as she tries to squirm closer to his touch.

Aerith's gaze follows the movement of her other hand before she sits up enough to reach for his length after Balthier frees it from his pants. She runs her fingertips along the side of it briefly before he's guiding it against her core and making her breath catch.

"So you do like it."

Reaching for him she runs her hands down his hips, grinning at the way his hands grasp her thighs before she pulls away, reluctant to separate from him but eager to work them both up to a point where guiding him inside her becomes imperative to them both.

After she gets to her knees she wraps an arm around his shoulders, pulling him close enough to kiss while her hand wraps around his cock, guiding it back against her heat before she rocks against him. "Or do you want me from behind, my pirate," Aerith murmurs between kisses, biting his bottom lip after she asks.