[She had a feeling he might do something like this, and she hooks one of her ankles behind his, locking him in place as she stares up at him, a low flame burning in her eyes. Not at all surprised, and yet she finds herself unprepared for the feelings that he provokes all the same.

As she once again almost gives in.]

You do know what they say about saving the best for last. You would not want to rush that piece, would you?

[Her smile spreads.]

Though, I do have one little request.