Febs bit her lip, trying both to stifle the laugh and the hum of agreement that threatened to give her away as he pressed his body to hers. She fell the short distance back to the bed casually, looking up at him with dark, amused eyes. Usually he was the one winding her up to the point where she couldn't take it. Tonight she rather thought she would turn the tables on him, if she could. Taking her time answering, Febby slid her hands over his shoulders, pushing his shirt down as far as it would go at the moment, given their current position, he'd have to do the rest himself.

"Mmm, it has been a while," She agreed in a soft purr, hands skimming their way back up over his shoulders, making their way to loop loosely behind his neck. That was the drawback in trying to be responsible. "But I don't have to leave in the morning for once, we have all night." She reasoned, a small smirk turning up the corners of her lips and she traced lazy circles on his skin with her fingertips. Febs shifted her hips beneath his ever-so-subtly, just to be an even bigger tease. He was the one who still had clothes on after all. It wasn't as if her stockings, which ended at her thighs, were exactly in the way.