Oh, really, you shouldn't wo— [The feeling of his hand grasping at her rear cuts her sentence short, and she bites her lip lightly.] Mmh...

[Moira turns her head toward BBB with a playful smile, running her tongue over her lips.] You know, with that sort of behavior, I'm mighty tempted to make you my pet instead.~

[Her gaze turns back to Mihawk, bending over so that she can whisper to the dragon.] Come now, darling... Be nice for Miss Moira, mmm?