[ It's probably for the best that they don't fall immediately into the next round, tempting as it is. He's pretty sure that he'd be up for it - there is something annoyingly addictive about her and her body - but he can behave. For now.

Probably. ]

It'd have to be worse, to stop you yowling like an alleycat.

[ He lets out a little scoff at her words, though, deciding to pay her back with another shift of his hips in turn. Like he's the one getting worked up. Please. ]

Maybe I just get tired of all your bows and frilly underthings. Would be nice to just tear them off and go to town sometimes. Not like we can always waste time.

[ Sneaking around behind everyone's backs is fun, mind you, but it does mean they have to be at least a little smart about how they do it. ]