Oh, Ignis had absolutely heard it, though he had to admit that its relevancy and ability to capture his attention as a matter of concern was diminishing dramatically. His lips truly did have much more important things to attend to, up to and including encouraging his tongue and his teeth to join in as well. A moaning dig of his teeth into her skin, a flick of his tongue and a lingering kiss to soothe it immediately after. "Perhaps something to be arranged," he drawled, low and rumbling, back up against her neck as he detoured to kiss her almost long enough to derail that train of thought, "later. Much..."

A kiss, at the hollow of her throat...

"Much..."

Another, against her breastbone.

"Later."

And then over to one of her breasts, where his hand had, helpfully, efficiently already been employed with due diligence and the utmost of attention.