[A shameful little moan ebbs off his lips once she nips his ear. Rip is quite aware of how sensitive he is. That's one of his weak spots, of course.]

Yes to both options. [He whispers in return.] I simply adore your singing and I love our little midnight romps within the bushes.

[He chuckles at that last bit.]

I'll be careful with the dress.

[His hand upon her waist snakes a little lower. This pervert is already making his move.]