She obliges, putting more pressure against his skin even as she purrhums at being pulled harder against him. A second purr follows, holding an agreeable sound for his words.

Her nails trace down his neck to the top of his shirt, playing there for a moment before, "Off," there's a sharp tug to the shirt so there's no confusion and a pause before 'pet' slips out of her mouth. There are similarities, but that was not one she would put on tonight's list.