[ she ends up laughing and shushushing him, because saying stuff like that only makes her blush more, makes it harder to stop kissing him. but instead her face scrunches up as she touches her forehead to his, then finally settles back in his lap more ..suitably, hands dropping to hold onto his arms instead of his face because that way she can't pull him in for another kiss right away. rightright. ]

I should probably not be sitting on your lap if we're expecting to accomplish anything other than kissing all night. [ sort of an absent thought, even though she's grinning. ] Oh, oh, I know. [ she shifts sideways so she's sitting on the bed now, scooting over a little bit. ] Turn around? So I can rub your back. And we can talk. Do it, do it. I insist. [ nudgenudgenudge ]