She loves these moments with him, unexpected and fun as they so often are. They're both tired and know better than to push themselves, yet here they are, shunting everything that isn't each other for a little while. It's exactly what she needed tonight.

Her eyes immediately find his when he grabs at her hair, a sharp, excited breath leaving her at how unexpected it is. There's no resistance to him, her own eagerness to bring him pleasure easily winning over any other thought in her head. Why pull back when this is where she wants to be, together and with her hands on him? He can loosen her braid until all her tresses fall down her back for all she cares.

It's between kisses that another wicked thought comes to her, one she doesn't want to hold back on. She slows the pace of her hand over him as she nips at his lower lip, grinning again as she breathes against his ear.

"Is it only my hands you want tonight, Wolfe? My lips would happily work with them, if you'll let them."