Still seated lightly in Narci's lap as if it was his favourite seat in the world (which indeed it was), he touched his lips to his once more, the slightest graze of a touch as if in response to the older boy's teasing. Then Clue leaned over to swipe up another dark chocolate from the platter on the side table. "So, what shall we do now", he asked softly, before biting off half the chocolate.