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After all, Jubilee wasn’t bad-looking by any means. She didn’t have much breast or leg, but there was something about her short, compact cuteness that was promising—something kinky under the little-girl innocence that all her smart comments and ferocious facial expressions made seem like a cover-up.

So maybe Jubilee, even some hypothetical hidden depths Jubilee, wasn’t exactly her type. Wasn’t nearly Kitty Pryde. But the thought of seeing that adorable, punkish, annoying face smothered down between her thighs automatically struck Monet as better than continuing to play with herself. It wasn’t her fantasy of a sexual encounter, but it was still better than just a fantasy.

“Sorry to bother you,” Jubilee whispered, hanging her head dejectedly. “I guess I’ll find my own way there. Should’ve known you’d want that.”

“No need,” Monet said, giving Jubilee’s arm a warm squeeze. “I’m up. I’m awake. I’ll take you. I need to go myself, anyway.”

“You… do?”

“Why not?” Monet laughed lightly. “Do you think I should save it for a special occasion?”

“I just thought it made a lot more sense for you to tell me to get stuffed than for you to actually help a sister out.”

“Maybe I’ll need you to help me out sometime,” Monet said. She pushed back her covers and got out of bed, pushing her feet into her slippers on the floor. “Come on. If you want to talk more, let’s do it without waking the whole cabin.”