"When don't I?" The question wasn't as rhetorical as it sounded. Straightening up, she smoothed her shirt down. Largely unnecessary, but a good distraction for her hands.

Sakura might not have been laughing like he was, but she was smiling. Augh, all this moving reminded her of how her inner thighs were starting to feel -- and tomorrow! Something to look forward to, in the most tentative sense of the phrase.

Be as it may, she had worked enough past her own embarrassment and was in a good enough mood to offer him a hand up. "Be glad I didn't go for the ouch option. It was tempting." And she was teasing.