[Max wraps her legs around him in appreciation of the compliment, flexing her feet against the back of his thighs and digging her heels in, an unsubtle demand to hurry up. Before the words are fully out of his mouth she's stretching up to bite ungently at his mouth and then lick at the marks of her teeth.] Flatterer. [She digs her nails into the flesh of his sides beneath his shirt.]