Ava was relying on the way she took her time to make Godric less than happy. She had to work with what she had, and that was part of it. She couldn't just give in and be his little lapdog, not here. The den of all places was somewhere she needed to stay strong and in control. Besides, she'd decided at the beginning of the night to show Godric this side of her, so this was what he would get.
His? Although there was a part of her incredibly turned on by the way he called her his, she raised an eyebrow at his words, especially when he grabbed her wrist. How could she resist the kiss, and the pout, and that invitation though? It was impossible to really be angry with him. She didn't sit though, not just yet. "And how will you make it worth my while to share my valuable presence with you?"