[ Like what?! she means to demand, but her mouth opens just in time for his teeth to clamp down on her neck and what pours out instead is a shuddering, wordless little noise that she immediately tries to muffle with a hand. ]

W-wait, wait! Don't- not where everyone's going to see...

[ And yet her protests are suddenly a little softer. Her voice is a little sweeter. And when her free hand comes up, it's to clutch at the front of his hoodie as if to steady herself. ]

Y-you really couldn't wait until we got home?! It had to be right here?!

[ So, yes, she's definitely mad at him. But she's not pushing him away and she's certainly not asking him to stop. ]