Iramaat doesn't mind in the least; she still looks a little blissed out of course, but that's to be expected. She practically purrs in response to his suggestion, arms reaching up to twine around his neck and sink fingers into his hair and maybe even grab a hold of one of his horns.

"I would love that," she laughs, "Although I was thinking of returning the favor with my lips..."

She cocks her head and her grin grows wider.

"Of course, we could do both. It's your reward - you get to choose."