Her ears rang with the small, appreciative murmur that had left his lips, and she couldn't help but be comforted completely by both the sound and how perfectly she fit into his embrace.
The tone and mood then seemed to change. It was subtle, but she was trained to pick up shifts in sounds. Any good diva could pick up on tone shift and an enhancement of mood. Honestly, she found it a little flattering considering their position.
With the perk of a brow, Mag leaned inwards and pressed a soft kiss against the side of Carlos' throat, a sort of tease in response to the tone. And when she spoke again her voice, too, had picked up that playful escalation of sound, "Oh? Indulge me." It was almost a purr, the words sliding easily from her lips which were still pressed against his skin.