Skellig contemplates this a moment - allowing his mind to wander through different 'scenarios', all of which are incredibly pleasant, and she'll likely be able to imagine what he's thinking given the expression that crosses his features.

"I would have you however you'd like..." He lightly plays with her hair, focusing on her eyes as the violet shifts towards brown, colors mixing. "Although the strongest vision in my mind is of you straddled atop me, driving yourself onto my cock while my hands are free to pleasure you in..."

Wicked smirk.

"Other ways."