Oh, Pam has no doubt that Jemma is a very good scientist. It's quite clear that she's quick to process the fact that she's being kissed very deeply by an attractive vampire. So clever.

But Pam wouldn't lie or tease. She has needs other than feeding, and that's really all the why there is to it.

She pulls back from the kiss. Swiping a fingertip into the bowl of pudding, she holds it up to Jemma's lips, looking down at her from under lavender shaded eyelids.

"Now," she says, her voice a slow, velvety purr, "you're going to take off your panties. Then you're going to get into bed. And then I'm going to thank you in ways you never thought possible before. Okay, sugar?"