He sat up and hiked her skirt up just enough to play his fingers over her thighs and knees, his smile showing exactly how comfortable he was with everything. "Ja. I has been thinking on dat very sames thing. You are vury good to relax with. I think myselfs a vury lucky persons to meets you, Lulu." His words were slowed, more deliberately spoken. He leaned down and gave a kiss to her inner thigh, before slipping into a fully reclined position, basking in the heat of the fireplace and the softness of the fur beneath them, never losing contact with her as his hand continued to move up and down from her hip to her knee, and sometimes down to her calf, and back again.
"I should maybes warn you? De comings down from dis will leaves you a bit... upsets. Maybe. I just get kind of downs, feels boreds. But you shouldn't worries too much about its now." He was utterly fascinated by her, how soft and fragile she looked, but he still was distinctly remembering their earlier moment in the limo and how she seemed nearly unbreakable.
"You sore still?" He asked idly, looking down to her face.