[At least he takes her teasing in stride. Not... that she's thinking much about her clever colloquialisms. As he draws his fingers further up her thigh, she uses a hand in an attempt to hold down her hem. It's a pointless action when he's painting invisible circles atop her skin and kissing her so soundly.

Her breath hitches for just a moment. Of course she's receptive. There was only the one time before Celliwig had happened and after she set him free, they'd not seen one another since. Of course she's thought about it, even if she claims the opposite.]

...This a part of that making me happy thing or is it to make you happy? You know how I am about you... showing me things.

[Both, she suspects, and she means his doting behaviour. Maybe he's onto her. She can see him asking her something particularly heavy and her simply going along with it in a combination of quiet desire and being incredibly agreeable when he draws upon her in just the right way.]