Liz shivered hearing the tone of Pavel's voice, knowing him well enough to know that he would take no argument from her on the subject.  Control of the situation had been quite effectively taken away from her, and though she would never tell Pavel, that was fine with her.   She had a suspicion that her beloved husband already knew that, in fact she would go so far as to say that she knew without a doubt that he knew she didn't mind, but it was always a bit of a game between them.  One that they both enjoyed very much.<br/><br/>So in keeping with that game, she pouted a bit, the lush curve of her bottom lip poking out adorably while she looked at him.  Her hand came up to stroke long fingers along his jaw as she continued to pout, smiling to herself as she decided to test his resolve.  That same hand crept lower, moving down his neck and across his chest, slowly making its way to his lower region, making it very plain what she would do once her hand reached the turgid length of his manhood.