Rose's smile was gentle and coy as she responded in kind, her own praises coming out as flowery and only bordering on explicit as she lifted her arms up to help facilitate the removal of her shirt. Once it was off, she settled closer to Kurloz, her own fingers playing at the hem of his shirt in kind. It would be no fair to you if I couldn't praise your body in kind.

She dipped her own lips up against Kurloz's cheek, just under his high cheekbone, and then brushed her lips against his, locking him in a light, lingering kiss. Her fingers curled into his hair again, enjoying the feeling of it.