"Mm," I breathe out, watching through hooded eyes as Bits climbs on top of me. He's a comfortable weight across my lap and I arch into his hands on my chest like a purring cat. My hands go to his narrow hips and I'm distracted for a moment, but his words bring me back. They send a whole different kind of warmth through me and I smile up at him.

"You've always just seen the real me," I say quietly, sliding my hand up and down his side. "I like that."

I chuckle a little and rest my fingertips against his chest, dragging them slowly down his stomach. "It's funny-- back when I had money, I never really thought about it much. And now that I don't, I can think of so many things I want to get you. I want to spoil you, but I can't."

A small sigh escapes me and I smile crookedly up at him. "I know you don't care about things like that. I just wish I could."