"Oh, that was a different sound," he said with a slight grin while she moaned. Slowly his thumb brushed against one of her nipples, just to see what sort of reaction he would get. Roosevelt had a feeling that he knew what it would be though. Occasionally he hissed loudly and squirmed a bit when she touched a few ticklish spots.

"If you had your shirt off I wouldn't accidentally brush against that spot."