Any underwear he may have been wearing is pulled down as well, off and tossed to the floor, before she settles between his legs with a smirk that's a little cat that at the canary. "At the moment?"

She lowers her head, giving that last bite mark a slow lick along teeth marks before she moves to place nips, not bites, along skin. Teasing for the moment because she's waiting for an answer.