Oh yes, that will do just fine. Sweeney tries to rein in the smile that grazes her skin. "Ei-man-tas," he murmurs, not all that concerned about the pronunciation. It just gives his mouth cause to move and tickle her with his whiskers. Then mercy she is granted. Well, in the sense that he releases her nipple and starts a mirrored line towards the other.

"We have deer. Red." The circling draws tighter as he moves towards his goal.

"You use a bow?" It seems a proper lady's weapon.

He caps the question with a catch of her other nipple.