"Please... don't. I can handle plenty of rough, believe me." He ended that with a teasing wink, right before lifting that bottle. But then it was being taken away from him all too soon, and he let out a noise of complaint, close to a whine, through his mouthful of chocolate topping. But at least he swallowed before trying to talk, thankfully - or that would have been quite a disgraceful and unflattering mess.

"Oh, so it's fine when you do it, but not me?" He pointed out, but rather than complain further, he chose to focus on her last words instead, smile sharpening as a hand trailed up the back of her leg, and he looked down all too intently. "Well, I do have quite a few ideas in mind right now."