Except he already had. It's the last coherent thought she manages before everything turns to a very familiar mush with a singular focus. And oh god was it a good focus. Her objections melt away as she relaxes into the kiss, the power rolling over her like a thousand electrical pricks along her skin bringing her nerves to life.

The hands that had been pushing and maybe just hitting him in the chest a little grab at his jacket as if she might drown if she didn't have a lifeline. After having ended things with Mircea and losing Pritkin to his father after she just got him back and feeling disconnected from her Court... more so now with the move. Having someone else take the control away from her for a moment, someone she'd trusted so deeply -- it was bliss? Why had she never done this before? She'd fought for so long to just be her own person and to only answer to herself, but it didn't have to be negative. Adjusting the leg outside of the knee between hers, she wraps it around him trying to close every gap between their bodies. Her sex drive, or lack thereof lately, was quickly telling her brain to shut up because she needed this. Badly.