Elita shivered in turn as well, both at his reaction, and when he managed to return in, a sub-sonic moan slipping past as she first smiled, and then laughed.

"I'm impressed you picked it up so quickly, really. Most need a few tries. You seem to be a natural." Giving a quick glance at the couch they were lying on, Elita calculated the possibility of movement, and then... somehow... managed to flip (more like roll) them around so she was on top, before she settled down, crossing her arms and resting her chin on them.