All right, to be fair, there is very little time where sex is far from his mind. But how could it not be on the forefront now? They're together, and alone, and -- and Jaskier has found a special interest in his indulgences lately, finding them extra pleasurable.

His mouth forms a small "o".

"To be honest, I meant it as a light tease, but now that you're mentioning it..." And he lifts one hand to roll his thumb over the curve of her horn. With their frequent dalliances, he has long gotten used to them -- he's always seen them as a part of her, after all -- to the point that he often forgets they are not meant to be there.

Like in turns of phrase.

He swallows. "You re certainly speaking to my heart right now, my lovely, pearl-touched sylph." Okay, that was putting it on too much, but you know what? He wants to. It's over the top, but he's... enjoying it.

Sometimes he only wishes to be over the top. "I suppose asking if you would like it to be a request is still turning the question around to you. Now that I think of it again, I... I would not be opposed."

Oh, a little something more fun. Yes, she gets it. She gets him exactly.

So he adds: "If you think your horns can take it."