It was nice to hear that he found her attractive, any woman would enjoy such a statement from an attractive, powerful man like Darius. Though she did not lack self-confidence when it came to her appearance, she simply wanted to be sure the arrangement was favorable for him. With a grin she returned kiss not minding the taste of her own essence on her lips at all. “A Warlord who wants to know his mistress’s buttons, who’d have thought?” her tone was teasing and warm, laced with the tiredness that tugged at her body. It was by sheer force of will and his electric energy she was not already asleep.<br/><br/>“Hmmm let’s see.” She rolled over so she was facing him tracing idle patterns on his chest as she thought. “I enjoyed you exploring my body with your mouth, I’m sure you noticed that when I chuckled. The possessive way you claimed me, the spanking, teasing. What does my lord want from me in return hmm?” Gwen smirked and pressed a kiss above his heart. It was an almost possessive gesture on her part. Feeling lazy and satiated for the moment she had no qualms about making it know at least for now he belonged to her as much as she belonged to him.<br/><br/>The brand on her back and hip no longer pained her oddly enough, perhaps it was an after effect of the ritual. If she ran her fingers over her hip she could feel the raised mark, same with her shoulder blade. Perhaps he had somehow taken that pain from her with his own wild magic as it now coursed through her body as much as it normally did his. “I’m sure I can handle anything you can dish out short of a full on physical confrontation.”