As he licked the chocolate from her, Ruby was struck by how tantilising it felt, there was a rush to it, his tounge focused as she knew it could be, slow and methodical.
When he offered her the taste she took it hapilly, willingly, lifting her head just enough to get the full potential of the kiss. "I guess I do" she retorted as the kiss deepened, the chocolate and her, he was taking his time making sure they both got a taste.
It had fallen haphazardly on to the blanket, just another sign of how this night would be, unpredicatable and pretty close to undefinable. And Ruby relished every second.