The touch to her breast may be light, but a hundred memories of how she moans when he teases them spring to mind and he has to keep himself from moaning against her hair.

"Not if you keep up like this, my lady," he agrees, eyes glinting right back. There's good fun in the tension building all day, or rushing home when they really can't wait. But there's fun to this too, fun they haven't much explored. "My self-restraint is dwindling by the second."