The dangerous games are the ones most worth playing, in Balthazar's opinion, but he's not looking to come out of this missing pieces of his anatomy. He'll behave as long as Meg does.

He glances around the room, which isn't really equipped for a romantic interlude (just as well this isn't one). It does have a table, though, and it seems reasonably sturdy.

"Have I disappointed you yet?" Turning back to her, he grabs her around the waist, pulling her roughly close and delivering a demanding kiss. Good thing neither of them really needs to breathe...