Her cheeks blushed just a bit when he said that she could make a mess in the bedroom. Oh yes, she remembered being that wet, but it was his fault she got so messy and the look on her face said so. "That's not my fault," she told him with a near pout on her face. She smiled when his eyes brightened, glad that he really wanted a child, and with her. "Mm.. well..maybe as long as rough doesn't include smooshing my stomach into the workstation.. maybe if you just bend me over then that'll be fine.." then she pressed her lips against his and groaned a little when he sucked on her tongue. She put her fingers up in his hair and pressed against him a bit more.