The Musebox: Where all the Fluff, Randomness and Sm...er....

She'd never abuse it for nefarious ends. Maybe if she was being teasingly flirty with him - not that she needed to flirt or behave any way other than herself around him. His hums were echoed by her own as her tongue curled against his, her hand idly caressing his back. His hand shifting got a slight grunt from Lucy, though no more than a faint acknowledgement that his hand was against her stomach through that slight fog of affection and desire that was blanketing them both; she might be a little more cautious if she knew he was up to something though.