Her fingers felt overly warm on his wrist and he kept his eyes on her. She made another of those noises, although he couldn't blame her because the cake looked fucking incredible. It was chocolate after all.
"Absolutely. But first-" He reached out with one finger, not certain what was prompting him to do so, and got a tiny smudge of chocolate off the edge of her mouth.
Then licked it off his finger, before waiting patiently for her to reciprocate with a bite of cake for him.