The sigh that escaped Silvie was nearly... Wanton. She had an objective here, but by gods she couldn't help getting caught up in the feeling of his lips against her skin. "Are you trying to mark me?" She asked, a giggle just on the edge of her voice. If he wanted to, of course he could, the entire world knew she was his, and they'd never hidden their relationship, not even from the press. In fact, if he wanted to mark her more obviously, now might be a very opportune time, indeed.
Her fingers threaded through his hair and she applied the smallest bit of pressure, willing his mouth closer to her pressure point.