Steph arched against his hand, shamelessly invitational. "Figures. Keeps you safer but it's a bitch for... We've got time," she responded and sucked a hard kiss off his skin. She ran her hands over his armor, pressing hard so at least that much would get through. "There's... my room is below us."

Her room had a bed. And privacy. And the huge downside of him needing to stop touching her to get there.