He doesn't quite realize what she's doing when she undoes his hair he pulls away from the kiss and grins at her. Honestly, he's about to say something when he gets hit with the a thought about how pretty she is.

"You're too pretty for your own good..." he says with a laugh before adding, "and what I meant to ask was, do you like the long hair? You play with it a lot."

His hands slide over her sides stroking along them, still over her shirt, but exploring the curves of her petite form.