"I hope so." Molly murmured, closing her eyes and dropping her head forward a little as he ran his fingers over the back of her neck, shaky breath escaping her, smile on her lips as she kissed him. "I want you to want me." She admitted and it was true. She liked her body. It was tall and strong, trained for combat and flexible enough to allow the abuse that magic could sometimes apply. But maybe it wasn't the ideal for everyone.

Molly pulled back to look at him. "You should tell me what you've been thinking." She said softly, running her hands up his chest, fingers finding his jaw and scratching lightly through the stubble there for a moment before she kissed him again, more heat in it now. "I want to see if we've been thinking the same things."