His hand squeezed firmly, though in her corset there had to be a little force. Angel broke their kiss, moving his mouth down her jaw, towards her ear to whisper, "If we were in a proper room, I'd ask you to come to bed with me." His kisses continue down her neck as his arm keeps her firmly against him. She lit a fire in his slacks that hadn't been lit since their style and class left the realms of current 'normality'.