It did tingle, and Eponine closed her eyes as Yosuke began to touch. It was easier to disengage from reality when her eyes were closed, and it was easier to make believe that it was Marius who was touching her. Though, she supposed, Yosuke was a nice boy. Still, she sighed as he stroked, and her nipple hardened beneath his touch, and she sighed quietly again as he kissed her arm.

She reached her own hand to play with his hair, her eyes always either shut or looking past him and into the apartment. But hopefully now, Yosuke would be too preoccupied to notice.

At his question though, her eyes flicked back to him. Lick.

"Monsieur... Yosuke... you may do as you wish. There is no need to ask. I cannot say no to you."