"I only ever want to know that I'm making you happy," he said with a crooked grin, "which isn't such bad fishing, is it?" Hell, he could tell by Cora's actions in situations like this, but the rest of the time she played her emotions as close to her chest as that bodice! "It's definitely a warning," he answered with a mischievous smirk, "especially if you've put as much thought into the underwear as you have the outerwear."
He wrinkled his nose at her question, "now that you put it like that, not even slightly. It's a thing, though, calling asses peaches but I prefer your ass, if I'm honest," Scott told her with a definitive squeeze. "You give good hints?" he said with a grin and nodded as he explored her lacy trim, "you have been incredibly considerate in all your choices," he answered and wasn't slightly surprised when she pulled him tight to her. "Well that escalated," he told her as he pressed against her, letting his hands explore a little further now that Cora's green light had been set to go. "I need to find something to do with my mouth," Scott told her as he started to kiss her neck and explore the neckline of the dress with his lips and tongue.