The woman groaned at him and just sort of flopping down. "You're so difficult to please Sage!" She complained to him, burrowing into his neck again. "I'd be very, very sad if I somehow managed to suffocate you," she eventually huffed. She would be sad... it was all teasing, but if she somehow managed to hurt him like that she didn't think she'd ever manage to forgive herself.

Sage chuckled softly and pecked her head lightly when she flopped back down on top of him, rather amused at the girls antics. "Oh, please," he snorted. "You could just smile at me and I'd get all happy," he mused lightly in a rather amused tone of voice. He sort of just tightened his hold on her slightly though, letting out a content huff of air before just relaxing with her. It was nice and warm out, and he just liked it all.

The girl sort of chuckled at him before shaking her head, tilting her head up with a small chuckle, giving him a big grin. "Yeah? You all happy now," she teased lightly to him before going to peck his lips lightly and flopping down again. She hummed in thought before shaking her head. "Can we go out to a bar or something tonight. I want to cause trouble," she chuckled childishly.

Sage chuckled lightly, grinning back at the girl happily in response to her comment. "I've been quite content out here for hours," he pointed out with a sort of laugh. Though, he hummed and nodded in agreement with her next comment, giving her a teasing grin. "Why, you want to punch someone again," he teased her lightly when she mentioned causing trouble. "That's fine," he mused in agreement after though. He didn't mind, not at all. It might be fun.

The woman sort of shook her head after a moment before giving him a bit of a pout. "You just said you'd be happy if I smiled at you! You got a smile and a kiss and you're just content?!" She asked in a mock kind of offence before giving a bit of a giggle at his last comment. "Maybe. You said it was hot last time, so why not? I want to be hot again," she mused to him, kind of going to peck his cheek after a moment.

Sage gave the girl a sort of fake pout in response to her comment. "Now you're hard to please," he huffed, though obviously not in an actually upset manner. Though, he chuckled in response to her next comment, pecking her on the lips lightly. "Babe, you're always hot. Unless you're adorable, that's a bit different," he mused. It was true though....she was still quite appealing, he could admit that. She was pretty, she had good shape, and she was all his...which he was quite happy about, for multiple reasons but that was one of them, he supposed.

The woman just rolled her eyes at him after a moment and gave a small laugh. "I'm barely hard to please!" She hummed softly, knowing that wasn't the full truth at all. She sighed and sort of moved to peck his nose again, a little giggle escaping her. She pouted at him. "Yeah but you said, and I quote, 'you'd be extra hot with a bit of blood...'" she mused lightly before shrugging. "I can't remember the rest though," she mused softly.

Sage chuckled lightly in response to her comment, rather amused at the whole conversation. "Please," he snorted. "You're the pickiest person I've ever met, aside from maybe your mother," he mused lightly before rolling his eyes again at her next comment. "I was drunk," he protested with a laugh, rather enjoying this conversation.

The woman sort of shook her head after a moment before giving a small laugh. "How am I picky? All I ever wanted in my life was for you to put your socks away," she mused lightly, a little snort escaping her. "You were tipsy at most!" She mused softly, kind of going to peck his nose. "And my mother identified picky in the slightest," she chuckled softly to him.

Sage chuckled softly in response to her comments, though it quickly turned into a full out laugh when she mentioned the socks. "I toss them to the hamper," he protested. "If they don't go in that's not my fault," he chuckled. It was pretty much the same argument as always, which was why it was rather amusing, he supposed. He hummed lightly when she said he was tipsy and shrugged. "still not right in the head," he mused. "but you were pretty sexy all mad on my behalf like that," he added with a sort of mischievous giggle. When she mentioned her mother, though, he chuckled and shook his head. "Have you seen the way she keeps her house clean," he protested. "she's definitely picky," he noted in a fond tone of voice.