[any way he wanted, she'd said, as much as he wanted that night. A bet hedged so far in his favor that it had to have been an offer, honestly. To go to the trouble of presenting herself so readily, too - it's hard to imagine a world in which this wasn't tailored to her loss.]

You're in good company. Is it really worth it if someone isn't begging from the overstimulation?

[It's a miracle, honestly, that she maintains any patience at all. Watching as he pulls off articles of clothing only tests that more, eyes a bright green as she drinks in the ex-SOLDIER's body in turn. Lean and strong, and photos really never do justice, do they?]

Better, [a little moan escapes her lips as they meet again, hands sliding up over broad shoulders. Her mouth is his for that moment, body pressing in close - he's so hot against her skin, it's addictive when she's always just slightly cool to the touch. Weight shifts and Lilja moves with him, effortlessly sliding back over the bed to let herself be trapped beneath the bulk of him.]

But not perfect. You're still teasing me, even now? [Her voice is a harsh gasp, one fang pressing carefully against his lower lip.] I know I offered anything you like, but...

[but her hand slides down, tracing over hard muscle and curvesto hook into the waistband of his underwear. But she wants to see him, and if he's not going to stop her, she's eggnog of a gremlin to be just a little defiant the whole time.]