Unable to bite back the low moan that he earns from his touch, Venus bites down on her lower lip and nods. She does want him. And so far, he hasn't run or worse, punched her. She cups a hand around the back of his head, arching her back to get closer to him. While she can't feel a whole lot of what he does, he looks so very good. She even utters a kitten-y moan.