Jokingly or not, there's a moment of normal blush--before he relaxes, with a slightly shy smile. "Sorry...I...think I was caught up earlier?" Just a little, but he understood her message easily.

It was enough, and what he had wanted--leaning forward to kiss her sweetly, softly but full of that restrained want, as his fingers slid under fabric against her ribs. Hands careful, gentle, moving with her to guide the fabric up and letting that break their kiss.

A heartbeat, blue-eyes meeting her own and darker, studying her, regarding her with a soft intensity. Then moving to her throat once more, fingers against her bare back now and lips against her skin. "...good thing I'm patient." Voice lowering and with a faint groan as his one hand moved against her ribs, then carefully over the soft flesh of her breast. A shiver of pleasure down his spine, and low groan of his own in reaction.

She was all lithe and toned curves. A balance of strength and grace and agility.