[Not that a lack of privacy would stop her. Irhya spends a good, long time with his mouth until the need to breathe nags at her enough to back off, but even then, she's grinning like a minx. There is going to be trouble, and she's just glad he welcomes it.]

Well, since you're already in the correct state for it... I suppose it would be a shame not to take advantage, right?

[As for what "it" is, that becomes clear when her hands start gliding down his sides towards his loose pants, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of his smalls. She gazes sweetly up at him, eyes rounded and sparkling, vying for permission.]