Her nails play sharp and slow down his now exposed back. Never enough to actually break skin just yet, but so very close.

Part of her wants to keep herself from slipping completely to the old mind frame. To not call him pet or puppy. And she can feel that want from him, so she gives a sharp nip to his lower lip, "You can play back, wolf." An offer of a more equal footing than a complete sub. He won't get it again though. At least not tonight.