She flushes, mostly in pleasure at his words, partly in arousal as he stirs her appetites.

She laughs, low. "How could they not be, when you make me feel so very good? You may drink from my Light as you please," she tells him.

"And a reason you enjoy the taste of me so, hm?" she teases. She's knows it's not just the Light that he wants when he has his mouth on her.