"I know I can have it. But you're having fun making sure to wind me up a little first." Naal hardly sounded upset, and her lips brushed across Nariko's softly. But not for long. They were still trading words, after all, and like Nariko she appreciated that both as a slow, relaxed form of flirting and for its own sake. That wasn't to say Nariko hadn't taken hold of her attention, though, and there was a clink as her mostly-full wineglass was set aside on the table so that her hands could encircle her partner's waist.

"Your desperate side is a reward for me to earn, then? I wonder if you'll be even more beautiful like that than you are now." Though her voice was cool, this was the thought that caused her to chuckle. "Ah, what a thing for a daughter of Waes to say. I'm supposed to have presentable friends, not turn them into messes for my amusement."

One of her hands slowly ascended, tracing Nariko's spine through her dress with her fingers and then on into her hair, threading through it gently. Her tone shifted again, to something more openly playful and flirty.

"Wearing anything under there?"