Anonymous #A2AC
In my headcannon, this happens on my reboot of Tarzan. He invades Jane’s personal space as he studies her. Instead of being wimpy, Jane’s brave; remembering how her mother taught her to be strong when facing a wild animal. And she kicks him to keep him from removing her pantalettes, then apologises when she sees he was innocent. And instead of being freak by his head on her bosoms, she smirks on primal pleasure and also touched by how he’s more into her heartbeat than the bosoms.