"What, you mean you haven't got a sexy dungeon or something in this place? I'm surprised - what with it being so roomy and all." Which, though it maybe goes without saying, is all chipper sarcasm despite the catch of her teeth at his skin.

There's no real introspection to it - any of it. He's sitting back on a futon while she slides down between his knees and it's difficult to be touchy feel-y about much of anything when he's got his own hands pinned to keep from chasing after her, from catching his fingers in the short scruff of her hack job haircut.