Sinthia was confident naked--one didn't get the kind of crown she had without confidence in nearly every position--and so when Illya kissed her thigh she didn't jump, merely smiling down at him and bending to give him an upside-down kiss. "Hello," she replied, straightening up and looking over at Solo. His body was very different from Illya's, both of them much more outwardly muscular than Sinthia.

"Come join us," she said, the offer soft and not at all commanding as she reached out a hand to the therapist; she was attracted to him, yes, and would have been happy to include herself more actively between them, but as far as Sinthia knew Solo was primarily attracted to her boyfriend, not her.

"You're both big."