Steph looks, unable to turn any more red, and tries to stifle a giggle.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be all giggly." Like laughter in bed is bad. Now, with the both of them in the buff, she falls over onto her side to fit against his. Done with clothes on, plenty of times, but now it's with the clear intent to start kissing him, hand free to skim over his stomach.