Laughing slightly Aimee seemed to be simply amused at Reon's taunting of their 'conspiring' between her and Reon's mother. Regardless, she turned to kiss on Reon's neck in turn and nod, letting out a soft whisper. "Just lay down then." She pat the bed, while moving to retrieve the bottle to spread some oil onto her own hands. Rubbing them together firmly to warm up the oil it seemed. Intent to take care of Reon with tender hands, she moved to rest her hands on Reon's back.<br/><br/>Stroking along Reon's skin with those slender fingers kneading against Reon happily, she leaned over kissing nippingly on Reon's neck and smirking. "Hopefully things will be better without so many lawyers here perhaps... but today, there's no lawyers in this room, just fun."