Medusa's face was flushed as she glanced up to Stein when he entered. She chuckled a bit and slid her finger out, though allowed it to continue teasing her clit for a moment longer.

"Just tiding myself over - I wasn't sure how long you'd make me wait," with a soft sigh, Medusa pulled her hand from between her legs and reached both arms back. Her hands gripped the lab table behind her to steady the chair.

Her thighs were spread wide; one ankle hooked around his thigh to tug him towards her.

"I need you, Franken Stein..."