Krem hummed, his mouth roaming. Once he'd collected all the strawberries--but hardly cleaned her up--he kissed up to her mouth and licked gently into her mouth. His mouth was curled into a smiled. He was well within her range of touch, but she hadn't so much as brushed him, and that was her prerogative; he didn't push for it.

"It's quite delicious, yes," he assured against her mouth.