His hand had slid along her upraised thigh, fingers sliding under the skirt of her outfit. Her body moved as if he were already inside her and he was hungry, so bloody hungry for her. That bit of begging could not be ignored.
Normally at this point he would ask Your place or mine? but there was no time for questions or figuring out logistics - he needed her now. "I hope you like satin," he rumbled, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her away from the wall enough for his legs to support them.
Then he Apparated them to his room.
Well-used to the luxuriously appointed surroundings, Julian took a single step to reach the bed, placing Genie down upon it and crawling in overtop of her. The sheets were silver satin, the black coverlet pulled down already, and Genie did indeed look gorgeous on them. He made a soft growling noise before diving in for another kiss.