Sometimes Ariadne was a fan of muscles, sometimes she was a fan of wiry, sometimes she felt like something way softer; mostly, when Ariadne was horny, she was just a fan of chests. Though perhaps not as much as she was a fan of voices sounding crazy drunk with wanting for her, that was maybe the hottest thing. "And what would you like these lips to do?" she asked, letting them brush against his skin as she spoke.