She laughs, low. "I'm glad," she purrs. She teases his abdomen, licks, kisses, gently scrapes her teeth across his hip bones.

She's kissing his thighs when she has an idea. "Would you move down to sit on the end of the bed for me? I'll be right back."

She sashays over to the trunk with their loot bags in it, and retrieves a silk cushion taken from Heka's hoard. "I intend to be on my knees a while, best to be prepared, no?"