Well, she was just trying to be cuddly, not intentionally riling him up -- but she wasn't against that outcome, "Most?" Hrm. She closed her eyes with a soft hum as he shifted her, her arms lazily wrapping around him. Running her tongue over her lips absently from the kiss, she smiled, "I love the way you touch me," vague, yes. But she loved everything about him touching her too. "And the feel of you kissing me, my neck and..elsewhere." Shoulders, chest, face - it was almost the equivalent of scratching him for her, the way it got such reactions.