Marian chuckled softly. Like with every time they'd been together, she enjoyed her time with him. The easy warmth spread through her like a fire was lit within her soul. Her smile turned mischievous. "I might look forward to that mischief." She nodded then, the smile returned to what it was. "I am too. Because it is likely I would be just as bored as any other woman my age, with embroidery and sewing to keep me company." And likely she wouldn't be sitting where she was, how she was. Enjoying such closeness.
Those distracting fingers then followed the path of his collar, to the exposed bit of his shirt front. Another soft chuckle bubbled up from her throat. "Well, I would hope you meant the horse and me. Considering where you sit." She teased lightly. Especially since he was not stopping her exploration, yet.
Marian sought to get closer, her feet slipped down to the floor again, as she scooted forward in that space that her bent knees had occupied. Her fingers curled into that bit of fabric, and his own pleasured sound was sure to send gooseflesh up and down her body. His unleashed kiss pure heaven.