[ Alkaid closes her eyes at his touch and cannot help the smile that forms on her face. His touch is gentle, as always, but it causes a small thrill to run up her spine. Of course, even like this, they ought to be restrained not driven by passions. Rather... she would let her passions run if she felt he would wish to do the same thing. How could he if he was hesitant to touch her ears?

An eye opens to look at him when his hand withdraws. ]

They will not bite back if you continue, Aymeric. [ She has learned she adores saying his name over his title. Still, she gives a playful smile. ] I may give a loving bite, but my ears are very incapable of doing so. You don't need to stop.