[Adell's muscles relax even more noticeably as her nails trail away from his neck; though his fears are dealt with, at that point, it was merely instinct keeping him tense. The warrior's instinct, the survival instinct, but not fear. Though that smile of his doesn't fade as she continues exploring his upper body so deliberately.]

Willful submission... [He returned, with something of a wry chuckle.] Couldn't have just called it "consent," huh?

[He knew. It was part of her theatrics, even if it was incredibly honest this time. And an honesty he did appreciate, even if he wasn't afraid to poke back about it either. If nothing else, the sass just showed his comfort in the situation... knowing now that in part not moving was part of that process. Though his body didn't move, his eyes turned back, looking out of the corners to try to catch a glimpse of her.]

Hah... you're not the only selfish one here, as it turns out. I don't want to share you either.