"I can't - " His fingers moving down her body were distracting, and she found her body responding to his touch without her even noticing, thighs parting slightly and her hips pivoting toward him.
She smiled when he said that she'd fought with magic, knowing that he hadn't even seen the half of it. She could easily destroy their entire home with the wave of an arm if she so chose (though obviously she never would). "Not that innocent anymore, Skwisgaar. You're taking care of that," she murmured, switching to another spell. This one she had to work harder to control, as she didn't want to accidentally poison him. It was a throbbing orb of sick looking green that was fairly obviously unhealthy.