"I-I wasn't expecting you to actually do it! I had no idea you could be so bold..."

She's not...necessarily complaining about it, though. Dia's hands are small and her fingers slender; the feeling of them running across the surface of her breasts is starting to give her goosebumps. She works with Dia's pace in turn, maintaining their careful, mutual massage until she can get her bearings again. It was almost like they had strayed too far from a script she had made in her head of the whole thing, and she was trying to find a way to get the production back on track...

But she doesn't mind this, even if it's quite the deviation from what she had in mind. Her thumb idly circles the dark areola of Dia's right nipple while she catches her breath. Dia's touch is gentle and relaxing; if she's not careful, she might find herself getting lost in it, but she has no intention of giving up control for good. This was just a momentary setback, nothing more. She'll be more prepared the next time Dia does something unexpected, is what she convinces herself.

"But I never said it wasn't. You just surprised me a little..."