Awwww...that's actually almost Villiers-like, the blushing.

It'd be sweet, if the words he uttered didn't seem slightly odd. Then again, he had always made sure of consent, even from the very beginning. Maybe it's just his way, even though resistance is half the game?

But nonetheless, he'll nod, skimming over the embarrassment for Imriel's sake.

"Then, if that's how you prefer it," he says, nuzzling hair absently, "we'll just go on as we have."

He pauses, just for a brief moment. An odd little smirk of a smile.

"Although, don't hesitate. I can take more than my frail frame might suggest."

And even though their positions are reversed, with Villiers playing the part his age would suggest, holding Imriel close?

"And trust me, I like what you do."