She snickers softly, tipping up into the kiss. Soon, the only sound she's making is a quiet moan. She laces her fingers with his, her other hand climbing halfway to curl around the back of his head and falling short just at his shoulder.

"Y'liked that, then?"

She matches the smirk on his face, breathing deep.

"I'll remember that later. Now, c'mon b'fore it gets too dark t'see the noses on our faces."