With the warm tingle of his lips on her throat, Claire's hum of appreciation coupled with the slight outward tilt of her head, natural as breathing. Like a big cat leaning to a touch.
"Which sounds better to you," she hummed back with the length of her spine comfortably nestled against his front, her brows lifted in a softly suggestive challenge. His roaming fingers were certainly a welcome change from the tension of the last few days. "Underwear made of yards of fabric and a hundred buttons- or no underwear at all?"
While he hadn't said it, Claire agreed with him- nothing wrong with a little teasing before they took this on. This was comfortable... normal... it relaxed her more than probably anything else could.