[She tosses her empty cup away, to clatter onto the rest of the mess, and sits up lazily to lay her hand over his as he touches her shoulder, then trace up his arm, getting a better sense for his build, before finally coming to caress his cheek.]

Am I not already delivering? How interesting, that you are the only living man to touch the soft skin of an oni. To feel my warmth...

[She leans in closer, face inches from his own, resting her other hand on his chest. Still basically feeling him up, but she can feel his heartbeat too, and that should be nice for both of them.]

Of course, I can make things so much more interesting for you, boy...