[ All that rubbing and loosening of muscle eventually has Molly leaning all the way against Peter, expertly avoiding getting his horns anywhere sensitive as he leans his head over a shoulder and scoots into his lap. He's purring like a pleased cat draped over Peter, the happy rumble just with a little more of a hissing undertone.

Eyes closed, the tiefling's voice is lazy and pleased. ]

Mmm... I think I'd like it, but there's memories in my head I'd rather not dig up. That's why I haven't tried it yet. [ Pause. ] If you trust it, though... I'll watch stars and galaxies with you.