Leave my nose well enough alone and bruising's not an issue. [See, Tyki Mikk is slightly vain about certain things. He'll take a broken nose in a bar fight without regret, but at the hands of a woman who will have to witness the ugly to follow? He'd rather not.
His hands, in this mimicry of a pose, find her hips and splay his fingers out over her curves. He grins, very much enjoying the angle at which he looks down at her. Of course, with the right persuasion, sinking to his knees could be in the cards. Ah yes, and about now would be when his hands find her ass for a slow squeeze.]