"Perhaps," he agrees. Though admittedly, if every time he has seen her in the dress has been followed by mind-blowing sex, their efforts towards desensitization may need some 'adjustment'.

He leans down and presses his lips softly to hers. "And while I have never used my power to shift my blood from one area to another within my body in such a manner...it may be something I am able to do, with practice."

Stopping himself from bleeding out beneath the decks of the pirate ship...doesn't really count, he feels. That was much more of a life or death situation.