He kissed her under the jaw and leaned back, looking sated. "We. Er." He adjusted the front of his pants. "We should keep waLKING." He said, his voice cracking.

Seth cleared her throat and nodded ever-so-slightly as she took a few steps down the hall and smiled to herself, "As you will," she replied with as little flirting her her voice as she could manage. "But come, the kitchen is not too far off and as long as we are very careful not to get in anyone's way, I imagine we will not be particularly noticed and, if noticed, at least not particularly remarked-upon." She reached a hand back to Davide with a small grin.

He followed, blushing furiously. "As you say, my lady."

She laughed a little and smiled a little. Gods, it was nice to have someone else doing the blushing. "Deep breaths, Davide. Your control so far has been admirable and I shall endeavour not to challenge it too much." Seth winked at the youth and sniffed at the air, "Not far now."

Davide laughed. "Control over what?" He asked, curiously. "Not breaking into song at your beauty?" He asked. "Not kissing your entire neck? Not killing your enemies who hate blonde hair as fair as yours?"

"The 'not kissing my entire neck' part, mostly. And the remembering that we are to be walking somewhere. You would make an excellent magician." she said with a smile, the compliment apparently meant as a rather large one. "And I do hope you weren't planning on killing anyone. Such things really do sour fine days like this."