"Permission to leave marks?" Yelena quirked a playful eyebrow. "I won't hold back next time, then."
She let her nails graze, much lighter than she otherwise would have, down his neck and the top of his spine for a moment as she sat up. Movement introduced new acknowledgement of soreness inside. She relished it, as evidenced by the still half-dazed look on her face.
Yelena didn't think that was necessarily the case, but she didn't bother to question it. She chose not to read into the timing of the kiss. Instead, she leaned into it, even as she started to retreat backward off the bed. "Uh huh." If the dogs weren't presently in the bathroom, she would have made a mad dash for it, starting a playful chase. "Shower sounds amazing."