lanselos_du_lac

She shifts a little, wanting a better angle but also to feel more of his body against hers - she has, in truth, been feeling out-of-sorts ever since she woke up as Thomas; Lancelot's touch is grounding. So she ends up first on his lap, and then straddling it, her skirt riding up high enough that her stocking garters are bared. This is not actually by design: she's feeling frantic enough (about the way he's still trembling; about the intensity of his kiss; about how this is the first time she's really been able to kiss him the way she always wants to since she and Thomas traded bodies) quickly enough that she's not actually thinking with any specificity about working toward any particular goal.