He laughed against her neck, audials twitching once more in easily-returned embarrassment. The praise only made it worse.

::I didn't mean it quite like that...::

Of course, the flared panels and thin hands at his back only distracted him right back, and he slid a hand up her back between the paneling, bracing another at the back of her neck to press more eager kisses to Elita's throat.

::You flatter me.:: He smiled against plating, leaning up press a kiss to the base of the nearest antennae spine.

Naive was definitely the word for him.