Darcy moaned and took his cue, rocking herself down in to his lap harder and more deliberately, rolling her hips while her back arched to tip her had back and chest forward toward his mouth. She cursed under her breath and bit hard at her lower lip. "Move...move, we should move." she babbled softly after a few moments when she realized her bandage was feeling a little more damp than it had before but definitely not wanting to bring that to his attention.