She can't help the smug smirk that comes when Jim makes his little discovery. It's a stupid little thing to be proud of, but she is, anyway. "You can have two whole nights," she drawls and lets her head fall back against the pillows at the soft brush of Jim's lips against her thighs. She slides both hands up above her head, twining and gripping onto the headboard as a dazed and giddy smile crosses her lips. "I'd complain about that not being how babies are made, but your talented tongue shouldn't be dissuaded."