She touched his cheek then moved her hand to his chest. Tracing the contours of his chest. Feeling the rising and falling of his chest. Hearing the heaving breaths and moans made her more excited. Nibbling his neckline. She liked nibbling him. Liked hearing him making those strange sounds that her mind processed and told her was pleasure or delight sounds. Listening to him and nuzzles his neck. Tracing his chest muscles again. She liked the way his chest felt beneath the tips of her fingers. She gasped softly when his hands gripped her hips a bit tighter. Chrring a tiny bit. Hearing him and pulls away from nibbling. "I really like you. Does that count?" she asks cutely and innocently. Nipping his neck lightly. Innocently but instinctively. She moved in his lap trying to get comfortable again. Stopping her accidental grinding once she was comfy. Happy that the band she had on her forehead to hide her third eye and keep it closed was still in place. Even though it was obvious and easy to see now.