"Petite, pint sized, same thing." Her wrists easily fit within his hands and he held them down against the bed, barely squeezing them, he wasn't going to do anything that would hurt her. There was a smile on his lips still, he could feel her struggling underneath him, or at least pretending to struggle, but at least he had her smiling and giggling again, which was what mattered.
'I'll have you know I'm ruthless. Alec the Merciless." If he wanted to use his body weight, he knew he could pin her down more, but that could be saved for later. "I take no prisoners of war." His eyes closed for a moment when she started to rock her lips, though when they opened again, he was looking down at her.