Could have, sure. [Lancer leaned forward and pushed Merida against the bed as she wrapped herself around him properly. He felt furs impede their advance along the bed and without so much as batting a lash, shoved them aside. Lancer gave Merida a sly look as he drew himself away from her aggressive kisses and bites, pressing his face between her breasts before giving her a drawn kiss there as well. In comparison to Merida's aggressiveness, Lancer's own excitement was sedated and deliberate--to the point that one could argue he looked as if he were relaxing while kissing her.]

I'll make it up to ya', Princess. This next part's where you'll forget everythin' else.

[He looked up from between her breasts, offering Merida a sly look to complete the set of smug expressions he'd fed her since the start. Lancer took no small pleasure in his games.]

It's somethin' I'm good at.