Maeve grins, "A free pinch? Wherever I want?" Her azure eyes take a good look over him. There is something in her beast that longs for her to attack, take whatever it is she wants. Of course, if she were going to be naughty, she knows exactly the course of action she'd take, but she's being good tonight. She isn't really ready to go further than kisses and maybe mild groping. Slow. She wants slow.
She stands up herself and reaches up her hand to his face, pinching his cheek, "Whoops." She pretends to be surprised by her own action and then she leans over to kiss his cheek where she pinched him. And being that close, so much within the warmth of his grasp, she can't help but get up onto her tip toes and kiss him full on the lips. It isn't fair just how good it feels to do so. Her arms wrap around his neck and she presses herself up flush against him. Before she can get too feisty, however, she pulls back, smiles at him and then rests her head on his shoulder, basking in the warmth of the embrace. This is right.