Keys' hand slips down into her shirt and covers her breast, squeezing gently, and Rapunzel's breath catches at the friction to her nipple. It feels good but the angle is a little awkward, so she reaches up to grab gently at his wrist.

"Mm, no," she breathes out, leaning her side against his chest as he she pulls his hand out of her shirt. She bites her lip and nudges her nose against his as she guides his hand up under her shirt instead, smiling coyly at him. "Like this."