Vianna was finding it increasingly difficult to control her squirming as Ferris's lips quickly made their way up her neck and to her ear, a couple giggles still escaping her lips as he then began to speak in French right in her ear, completely fascinating the girl who always grew so easily charmed and dazed just by the sound of this foreign language which rolled off his tongue so smoothly, so flawlessly. "And... wh--what does that mean, Professor?" she asked, having a bit of difficulty speaking clearly and concentrating when the young man's lips were now being so unforgiving to her tanned skin, kissing the girl in a way that always left her completely dazed, unable to think logically for too long before she was sent off into a cloud of pure bliss.