Theo decided he really liked Pansy's lips. Whether on his own or teasing the skin on his neck, he really, really liked them. He made a soft, encouraging sound as she explored the skin there, tilting his head obligingly. He was half encouraged by er words, though there went hope that she would kep him from breaching propriety any more than he already had.
His hand trailed up and down part of the outside of her thigh, wishing it were skin under his fingers instead of cloth. This he could get used to enjoying, most definitely. Though this wasn't, perhaps, good for clear thinking.
He sighed but his hand stilled. Yes, she had a very astute point, and one he was half grateful and half resentful for. "Ah yes. They're a bit young yet for detailed illustrations, aren't they," he said dryly. "Not to mention you really don't want all of your little brother's friends dreaming of you in their adolescence." He smirked at her.