Ella would not have objected to being lead anywhere by her tie, but, as it were, she was content with the silent trek to their destination. She was always rather good and moving through crowded areas without detection, though perhaps this was less a talent than the mere fact that she was so tiny. Whatever the case, it was to her benefit as she moved through the room with purpose, eyes boring into Terrence's back, a smirk playing upon her lips.
The night had been a long one, having spent who could count how long imagining all of the places where she could shag Terrence. And now she was almost too impatient to get into the study and close the door so that she could do exactly that.
So, as they made it to the room and Terrence pushed her up against the door, Ella let out a relieved and hungry growl that resonated and vibrated in her throat before coming out against his lips. One hand reached all the way up to curl her fingers tightly into the hairline at the nape of his neck, nails grazing sharply against his skin. The other hand fell to his waistline and slipped beneath his trousers, gripping tight enough to pull him aggressively toward her.