He chuckled at her rather frank request, tilting his head a bit, "Who cares..." he muttered, talking to himself more than her, something made apparent as he took a step forward, putting his body next to hers.  He pulled at her to kneel and lay down with him on the blanket, his lips finding her neck almost as soon as she was on her back.  He fought the urge to pause and inquire, instead just let his hands move across her body as he laid on his side, over her just a bit.  His palm quickly found her breast, cupping and squeezing it softly as he kissed her, his mind bubbling with thought.<br/><br/>With a quick motion, he rolled onto his back and pulled her a top him, smiling as his both of his suddenly free hands found their way to her back, moving up and down and to her rear before circling under her arms to her breasts, using it as an opportunity to urge her to lift her torso so he could have a better look at her body.  And then the idea struck him.  He felt so innocent, yet the thrill was overwhelming.  "Why don't you make love to me?" he asked softly, stretching with his neck and bending at the waist to kiss the request in.