She gave in to the kiss whole-heartedly, feeling it down to her toes. Merlin, he knew how to kiss. She could really, rather happily, do this forever. That wasn't practical or realistic, but it was a nice fantasy.
"Well, I'm certainly in no state of mind to play chess," she teased, especially since she was never in a state of mind to play chess. She hated the game, quite frankly. "We could always just relax, listen to the WWN or something, and cuddle on the couch. Unless, of course, you had something particular in mind."
All she really wanted at this point was his arms around her. The rest, she could take or leave.