Her eyes flashed, sparkled with disobedience, and a part of him wanted to stop asking and just take; but this was her birthday- and he was determined to let her enjoy every moment, if she wanted to be stubborn or not. However, just as he was to repeat himself, he felt her shift, her breathing come slightly faster, and Montague moved to watch with patient eyes as her perfect legs bent.
He chuckled again when she pulled them up, but left them fiercely closed. “Aw,” he teased, voice low, “you make this so much fun Ver…” he continued, same deep voice before moving easily to put his hands on both her bent knees, sliding slowly down the closed thighs and back up again, keeping his gaze on her.
Ducking his head, he kissed the roughened skin and tucked two fingers between the joint, slipping in, making a motion as if going to pull them apart, but not using nearly enough force. “Shall we continue this the hard way then?” He asked, head tilting slightly, smirk in his eyes as well as on his lips.