"We've been through a lot together," she offered with a slightly dazed smile. "I wasn't worried, really. Things are different for us than for mortals. I know not everyone agrees with it, but... I do love him." She nodded slightly, pushing some hair away from her face as she smiled brightly again. "I would never think of doing such a thing." She shook her head and smirked. "I might even end up calling you Big Red," she flirted without thinking about it. "...Because of how tall you are," she added a moment later.
"I haven't had any complaints recently." She smirked and then added, "but why take my word for it?" She absolutely adored flirting, directly or indirectly, and she continued letting her fingers brush against the side of his thigh idly.
Tilting her head, she watched his face while he spoke about Obama and Gitmo, and she nodded in agreement with the fact that he still had to prove himself. "It certainly is! It's been a long time since I've had real Russian vodka." She sighed softly, her smile turning soft before her tongue darted out to lick over her lips once more.
Her lashes fluttered slightly at that simple touch, and she forced herself to stay still. As his fingertip slid across her lip, she pursed her lips to press a soft kiss to the tip of his finger. When he offered his line, pure amusement crossed her features and her dark eyes lit up as she giggled brightly. "That was a very good one," she offered and leaned forward, her mouth mere moments from his as her slightly sweet breath washed out in a softer tone. "Men in control just happens to be one of my turn-ons."