He just grinned at the charmer comment, a proper cocky as hell grin that people seemed to like anyway. The tone of her voice told him that the compliment was well received and he was glad.
Another soft noise escaped him, with a slight hint of a moan about it this time. He shook his head as she told him he was gorgeous, not agreeing, but not arguing either. Instead he moved them to the bed, laying her down carefully. 'Now who's being the charmer?' His lips curved into a little smirk before he trailed a path down her body with lips and tongue and teeth, pausing at her hip to trace the pattern of her almost matching lion tattoo.
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