Her objections to him finding a chunk of the moon fade when  whispers into her ear. She figured it was a remembered thing. Maybe she would get a visual tonight in her dreams. One arms tightends around her, cutting off her escape route, the other seeking out spots to lavish attention on. She breaks out in laughter, squirming without doing any good to avoid his fingers. She laughs harder when he runs his fingers over her side. She hadn't known about that. Her breath skips a beat when he kisses her again. She doesn't understand what makes her do it, but this time she kisses him on the lips, closing her eyes while she does so. She blushes before clearing her throat after breaking their contact. "We should go and get ready for bed," she says softly.