"Oh my God, you're predictable as hell, Hya," Xanthippe told him, like she hadn't half-angled for that exact response to begin with.

She nuzzled the side of his neck, but it turned to gently nipping at the spot where neck turned into shoulder. "But, like... to really show you my gratitude, I think I would offer a re-do of something I already did."

Just much less hastily.

Her lips brushed against his skin. "I wanna go down on you," she murmured. "I wanna, like, learn how to do it. The way you like it."