[ The muttering doesn't bother her. In a different mood it would, but not tonight, and not when he's being fairly well-behaved. Bra and panties cast aside with her other clothes, and a double-check to make sure there shouldn't be any further interruptions, she makes an idle gesture with one hand to have the bedroom door shut before she turns her focus to the bed. Nothing necessary but it's a personal preference, that extra touch of privacy.

And perhaps a small note of finality, that Poe's not currently going anywhere unless she chooses to let him.

There's nothing remotely demure or shy about the way she approaches him and, taking note of his seated position, she doesn't hesitate to swing a leg over his lap and straddle his thighs. A hand goes to his chest but she doesn't push him back on the bed, just lightly moving her hand to where she can feel his heartbeat under her palm. ]

I've been looking forward to this. [ she tells him, her other hand coming up to touch the side of his face, almost tenderly. Her fingers slip under his chin to tilt his head up as she leans down to kiss him. More a brushing of lips, really, and she nips at his lower lip as her eyes, already a little dark with lust, run over his face. ] I haven't gotten to see a real test of your stamina yet. I do hope you don't disappoint.