Khalida smiles and closes her eyes, slowly matching his kiss. 

Sorcha grumbles. “But I want to [i]fight[/i]! [i]Please[/i]? I [i]never[/i] say please, that [i]has[/i] to count for something.” She pouts, then smiles. “You think so? The bed’s really comfortable, too! Want to try it?”