Her smile is sly as she looks up at him, licking her own lips as her fingers toy with the soft hairs at the back of his neck. "Not distract, petal. I'm just simply trying to thank you appropriately."

Ivy's eyes roam his freckled face, pleased with the red there. But she thinks she can make it slightly darker before they leave.

She pulls him down again so she can whisper with her breath warming his face. "Though, I believe a proper thank you would require you getting undressed again, but that we certainly don't have time for."