She made a humming sound, only too pleased by the gentle kiss. He was so sweet when he wanted to be. Right, he kept her close to make sure she was warm and dry. And not at all because she kept her hips pressed to him rather firmly just to tease him. "I like you," she counter-argued like that was just the last word.
Dorcas purred into the kiss, pressing into it quite happily. "So... Back of the hearse or head home?" She was leaving it up to him even if she was drawing shapes on his chest with her fingers and wondering just what he looked like under his clothes.