Ooh, it was always flattering to have someone enthralled.
She wasn't straddling his lap, but her legs were across it. She shifted, mouth at his temple, finger's tangling in the metal chain of his tags a moment before tracing down his arm, back up to the shoulder. Squeezed the muscles there a moment.
Caught his face in her hands and tilted his head up for a proper kiss.
Good, proper kisses often sped things up. Soft, hot, lips just parted invitingly.