There was something about the feline that so desired to indulge herself in the pleasures she could glean from life. She had known enough of darkness to understand that when something good came along there were far too few reasons to deny herself, to take advantage of what she could when she could. It was prevalent from the way she savored the delicious crepe before her to how her hooded eyes flicked to the vampires 'face as her tongue ran gently across her supple lips. Carolina was not in the habit of denying herself that which she enjoyed if she could help it, too long spent in the restricted confines of her old life. Perhaps she was a rebel, perhaps she simply tried to enjoy things as she had them knowing that they tended to be so fleeting, whatever it was it made such heated exchanges with the royal across from her even more enjoyable. She knew what thoughts lurked behind those navy irises at her suggestion that they might deepened that bond which had just been forged, what desires arose as he extended his open palm to her in both offer and question for they mirrored in her own.
A soft, knowing smile graced her features as she placed her hand in his own, pausing only long enough to allow her fingers to drag through the remnants of whip cream on her plate before allowing herself to be led to her weathered couch. Nestling in beside him the Were drew her knees beneath her comfortably, leaning towards Sebastian with such familiarity so he would have an uninhibited view as she licked a portion of that fluffy substance from her finger. Her smirk was both knowing and impish and it only grew at the soft laughter that left his own. His own self-imposed boundaries something she was well aware of though the pair had never discussed such things outright.
Her heartbeat quickened as he shifted beside her, his body pressing into hers slightly as she breathed in the alluring aroma of his scent that seemed to fill the air around her. There had always been something magnetic about the royal, an orbit the leopard was more than happy to let herself be lost in even if just temporarily. Her brows rose inquisitively at his idea, her gaze flicking to the remaining topping on her finger momentarily before returning to his face as understanding lit her features. There were so many places she would like to have his lips and yet too little cream remaining to have them all.
She moved her hand while keeping her turquoise gaze locked onto him, allowing her finger to touch her lips but briefly, leaving the barest dallop of white substance there before dragging it lightly down the long stretch of her bare neck. Lifting her finger for just a moment she placed it atop the voluptuous curve of her breasts just above where the collar of her shirt framed them so nicely. Pausing there she moved her hand out of the way, resting it lightly atop the back of the couch with just enough vestiges of whipped cream remaining for later if she so desired. Her level gaze still resting on him with heated intensity, brows raised slightly,