[It takes a moment for her to catch her breath, though the flush is still lingering in her cheeks as she returns the kiss. Her own hand is running idly over his skin, tracing a path along his shoulder and around his side, then up his back.] I'll have you know I whittled it down to a very aggressive alarm system. But I'd also like you to keep all your parts in tact, so. [It's a moot point.

She chuckles a little at his question, moving her hand to the back of his neck so she can carefully massage the muscles there.] I can stay until morning. And I don't have any plans to get dressed.