While she ground herself horizontally against Youko, Benihime found his hand gliding along her right side. This was one of his more confusing actions, even so, she couldn't say she minded the freedom to continue acting with the acknowledged closeness. After she spoke to him, he questioned her thoughts, pointing out that her own actions seemed to work towards taming him as a person, including the pet name which she'd given him nearer the start of their encounter. Her eyes widened on an upstroke as she looked at him, her heart beat speeding up as she soon enough relaxed back down somehow a bit relieved by the idea that he might not mind being her pet. "Well, I mean if you might not mind..." she seemed to start another statement without finishing it, a strange habit this young woman seemed to have, particularly when she was intending to act instead of speak. Of course, her actions at this point would be her furthering the contact between them, as she raised her right arm as she moved, to cradle this man in a manner similar to how she was being held, as her hand found the back of his head and traced strands of hair across his scalp. This amount of closeness she seemed to enjoy, without any real way of explaining it. If asked... she'd simply have said it felt right, but this of course wasn't actually the topic of conversation. Instead, Youko admitted that he might be pretty close to his limit in this endeavor and it was something he hadn't had to admit in quite some time. A smirk crossed Benihime's face as she leaned hers a bit closer and kissed him under the second mark on his cheek. "You said earlier you wanted me addicted. It's not like addictions are formed in single doses, Yokkun~" Whether this continued right now for hours, or later at separate intervals, didn't really matter to the redhead. Her interactions with this man were strange, and she needed to know what more they had to offer.