[Yes, yes, well aware, maybe using it to her advantage (and in the name of his good health?) right now. All's fair in love and Mae, as the saying goes.

She hums, reaching up to pinch his chin with her fingers.]

That's such a sweet thing to say. [But truly, smelling like roses after a castration? You like violence a little too much for her tastes, but she'll go with it. She knew what she was getting into, after all, getting into bed with gangsters. (Seriously, never letting that go.)]

For the record, [Her voice drops a little, and she leans in closer to continue,] If your mouth wasn't busy right now, I'd kiss you so well, you'd be left wondering why you hadn't asked for it sooner.