She likes using her teeth, and he keeps thinking that he'll be used to it, that it won't make his skin tickle this time. But it always does without fail, from the nape of his neck to spread along his spine. Warmth follows it, and he leans forward when she pulls back to steal just a moment longer, and her words don't register immediately.

"Err."

Talking isn't really his strong suit, not when it comes to this. He's a man of action more than anything else. Not that he has no ideas at all. He could take her back to their quarters right now, maybe tease her a little bit more, but then he certainly would make it up to her.

How exactly he would do that? He'd take it one thing at a time, according to what struck his fancy. Unlike Angel, he's not one to plan ahead, not when it comes to this.

"Do you want to stay longer?"