[And back he stumbles, but rather fluidly because his hands don't leave her nor do his lips part from reciprocating the rough kiss. He bites back just as much, catching her lip between his teeth and chuckling into the liplock. His hands skim up her sides, peeling that jacket off her shoulders with a swift tug. He debates keeping it pooled around her shoulders as some sort of lead, but he's actually rather fond of how she's intent to dominate. He'll hear her out.]