Mitchell--[ He gets what he wants, her laughter, a smack to his shoulder as she shifts beneath him. Her smile doesn't fade as she relaxes a bit more, feeling a bit more confident with every passing moment, her skin still tingling from the swipe of his tongue at her nipple.] I'm sorry, sorry. I know I'm utterly being ridiculous. [ She can be that, she knows. And she admits it now.] I just never thought... [ Her hand lifts to brush the hair from his forehead.] That'd you ever get to see me...[ Her hand waves over her half naked form] in all my glory. [ Even if she had him, more than a few times (sorry for spying in the shower). She gives him a smile before she says in a sort of silly and official voice, waving her hand--]

Carry on.