Opt for some cuddling of a less acutely sexual nature instead

Your mouth feels a little dry. "I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that."

"That's perfectly all right." says Chryssie, and gently releases you. "Otherwise, has this been helpful to you?"

"It's been wonderful." you say, stretching a bit. You can't remember the last time you felt this at ease. "One other thing, though. Can we just cuddle a bit?"

"Oh, of course!" she says, lighting up with cheerful anticipation.

Lying on your side, you face a smiling Chryssie, in just the right position to admire the curves of her side. You draw the soft, fluffy bat into your arms, her head resting on your shoulder. You hold her tightly like a stuffed animal while you feel her stroke your back once more, her warm breasts squished against you. The only sound to be heard is the steady, relaxed breathing of each of you. Your paws roam lazily over her back. You pet her little tuft of a tail, and you reach your own tail around to rest on the plump cushions of her tush.

"How is this?" she whispers at one point.

"It's real nice." you reply.

Are you crying? Yes, you are crying, a little bit. Your eyes are moist. You didn't realize how much you needed this, just lying in another person's arms, a person who, though you've only recently met, has a deep well of affection for those who wander. You pet one of Chryssie's long ears and consider how, in a profound way, you feel grounded. Maybe there's something to her funny mystical methods after all.