She loves when he laughs and for a second she just watches him, even if the idea of him calling Chuck in the midst of having sex just to let him know how well things are going is both super funny and kind of horrifying all at the same time. Her mouth opens to say something when she feels his fingers on her again and the words, whatever they might have been, are just gone. It's not the first time he's done this to her tonight and she draws in a shuddering breath before his hand slips up to her breast and he's still speaking as he tugs her on top of him, but it takes her a second to register what he's saying.

Straddling his hips, she smiles a little, stretched out on top of him before she presses a kiss to his chin, then his mouth, her teeth grazing lightly at the soft skin of his lower lip. "Hey, you weren't the first. I got asked out a bunch of times," she tells him. "I just always said no until you." And that's not strictly true, she'd said yes once and had considered it a few times since then, but he'd been the only person to ask her out in Darrow she'd actually been excited about. She's glad that's the case and as she rolls her hips down, moving as slowly as possible on purpose, she grins, watching his face for a reaction.