He couldn't understand why she hated those things so much, but knowing that she did was enough for now, and he easily wrapped his arms around her and lowered his lips to hers.
She was standing on her toes, and he bent down, lifting her off the ground and walking over to the bed, sitting down on the edge with her in his lap while he let his mouth and tongue distract her.
He didn't want her to feel pressured, and was going to let this take as long as she needed - or let her back out if she needed to. But he wasn't going to let the opportunity slip him by either. Not if he could help it.
'Better?' he murmured against her lips, his hands stroking her cheek and finding it's way into her curls.