[His eyes quickly sweep over her as she turns around to meet him now that he's removed the top portion of her bunny outfit, to let his eyes finally settle on staring at her breasts that perk and jiggle lightly. Aside from the Tsaritsa, there's nothing more he loves to give praise to and worship more than Yoimiya's amazing body, fighting the urge to lose control of himself and pay attention to them with his mouth instead of his hands. Thankfully and regrettably for him however, the knock at the door comes unexpectedly thanks to the fact that he completely forgot that Yoimiya had ordered them drinks.

He feels his whole self deflate after the initial shock and surprise of the interruption, breathing out heavily in a mild amount of frustration. He shouldn't of gotten too carried away right away, it's kind of his own fault for forgetting and getting all riled up.]

I believe I was about to put you in the most compromising position possible.

[He says with a smirk as he waits for Yoimiya to set the drinks down on the table inside before snatching up one of those vodka martinis and downing it quickly.]

Not bad, [he proclaims as he puts the glass down, noting the bottle of brandy. That'll be perfect. His tone turns more dark, all sorts of dirty thoughts now running through his mind now that he's got Yoimiya all to himself.]

Now, when we're in the air, how should I position you? Perhaps with your legs spread as far as possible, or maybe I should get you to purr for me while that adorable behind of yours is stuck up into the air, hm?