"One of us has to be the romantic," Marco jested as Aletha teased him about poetry. He loved when she teased him though. He loved having every facet of herself to him and that she didn't feel the need to quiet any part of her personality with him. Besides, it was obvious that she was romantic - she'd decided to do all this for him just because she could tell he wasn't feeling on top of his game and didn't want him to sulk like some big grumpy ghost-wolf around their home. Who could ask for more, if anything he needed to do more for her.
With her sitting in his lap he allowed his left arm to wrap around her waist so his hand could lay tenderly against the curve of her backside where his fingers could brush along her just over her skirt. He nipped at her lower lips as her arms wrapped around him before gently nudging the tip of his nose against hers. A smirk tugging at his lips, "Thank you," he finally murmured against her lips before kissing her slowly. Not bothering to open his mouth let alone slobber over her or create something lustful when intimate and appreciation was all he felt. Plus he could feel her cooling magic sliding along his skin to keep his heat from overwhelming both of them, he could do his part to keep the tone from boiling over too quickly, too.
His free hand eventually did return to her bare thigh after slipping under her skirt once more. His lips only parting against her own to gain entrance as his fingers moved to tease along her panties and follow around behind her so he could squeeze her ass before sliding his fingers lower between her spread thighs from behind so he could tease her from over her panties.