[As his hand catches her forearm, Eun wonders if he'll pull it aside to kiss her in return. That he instead takes a bite of her scone makes her grin, and it doesn't falter as he takes a bite himself. No, not even when his mouth and tongue brush her fingertips. If anything, it pleases her more. Her smile deepens as she leans toward him.]

I am pretty sure I just said that objecting is the exact opposite of what I'm going to do. [Her voice lowers at the end, sultry tones carrying her words to his ears. She lets her fingers slide further up his jawline, brushing over his neck in a caress.] You can indulge all you like, however you like, as long as it doesn't interfere with me finishing my breakfast. And once I've had the last bite of my scone, we can continue with our morning.

[It is an invitation to play, if he wants to take it up. There's as much fun in letting pressure build as she finishes her food as there would be in him trying to distract her while she eats. Eun likes giving him choices, if only to see what he decides to do.]