She runs her thumb over his cheek, a sweeter gesture to offset the way her nails dig in a little deeper, raising red lines across his skin as they draw little circles. "Mm, no, you don't need to," she says, cocking her head slightly, "I don't mind it, but it's not what I'm looking for, either."

She shifts up, bringing her legs to either side of his, raised up so she's closer to his face (which has the side effect of showing off how very toned her lower half is). "That doesn't mean I'm not going to hurt you, though," she warns, her bubbly voice now rich and dark as she leans in, biting down on the curve of his neck.