[She appreciates the warnings, at the very least; she certainly will not be partaking of those particularly treats, especially now that she knows that. Though she does nibble on one of the strawberries, being cheeky enough to swipe it through the mess on his chest once or twice.]

I like the whole mussed up look on you.

[She relaxes into his touch as he drapes his arm over her. But there is just the one thing she decides to bring up, for the sake of their new relationship and all...] Honestly, though? I'd prefer if we discussed sex and things we'd want to do together a little more in the future. I get it's not really a big thing for you, and I am having fun, don't get me wrong. But I'd be more comfortable without it being... sprung up on me like that again.