She hums, grins up at him, tugs him a little closer. She doesn't even make any pretence of teasing him, just takes him over her lips, gentle open-mouthed kisses. Her mouth trails down to the base of him, fingers exploring freshly healed flesh. Remembering all the places he loves to be touched, all the places that make his breath hitch and his thigh muscle tense.

Her mouth pulls off him with a wet sound and she smirks up at him.

"Gonna hold you to that."