She barely registered the decor of his bedroom, her attention having been drawn back to his administrations, his hands on her hips, and her fingers opening the last few buttons of his shirt. She stepped out of her skirts, leaving her in only her corsetry and stockings. She pushed the shirt off his shoulders, kissing up his neck to let her breath tickle his ear as she spoke in a low, throaty whisper, 'I can assure you, I do not make a habit of this particular exception' she murmured, the corners of her lips rose in a smile against his skin, 'besides, no one else has ever challenged me to thrill them more than a bare knuckle fight, and you did promise to put me to bed' she laughed lightly and kissed her way along his throat her hands roving over his bare chest, her body pressed to his.

She could have been offended at the implication, but then, this wasn't the first time she had ended up falling into bed with him, it probably constituted a reasonable question. She placed her hands over his, and guided them to the front clasp of her corset, pulling back far enough to meet his eyes with a challenge, not that she expected him to back down now.