He focused on the fact that she wasn't pushing away his hand and the soft sounds coming out of her mouth. "Appropriate?" He moved his hand further and twisted his fingers slightly to try to brush across her knickers. "I think it all depends on your definition of appropriate." He was feeling a bit like teasing her. He could make the dinner go on forever while he teased her slowly, building up to later. If he was any crueler, he might make her wait until their next scheduled day.
"Perhaps I should make you wait, anticipation is half of the fun." He said slowly as he pressed his hand further. "Or perhaps I should sit over here." He withdrew his hand quickly with a grin and scooted away, "and tell you the things I want to do." He inhaled sharply, calming himself as he smirked. "How long can you sit there, so prim and proper before you want to move over here and let me touch you again?" He stretched his legs out, brushing against her by accident and leaned back a little. "How long before you get wet?" He couldn't help it, the teasing was much nicer than the arguing they had done before. He hated the whole scheduled shagging and arguing. It felt wrong to him.