There was a small trail of laughter from Zebel as she kept giving him a kiss for every push-up, it was much like rewarding a child with candy, though instead of a child it was a man getting kisses. Her gaze watched his face looking for something saying that she should stop, though the truth of the matter was... she didn't think she could stop even if she wanted to. Swing past thirty push-up Zebel had pretty much lost count as they went on and on.<br/><br/>"Are you" Kiss "Tired of those?"<br/><br/>She didn't want to force him to do more then he had planned, it had only been a light playful joke, though it gave her a perfect very of his body from a different angle. Each time their lips touch the sensation seemed to crawl to that dark pit in her body, expelling the past as though it hadn't ever matter. Following another few kiss her hands came up of their own accord, moving to slid up over the muscles in his arm, just feeling her way around for the most part.<br/><br/>"Maybe this" kiss "Was a bad" Another kiss "Bad idea.."