"You always look at me like I'm not quite real," he whispers back, loving the way he always catches her gaze on him and knowing he does the same to her. He scratches the back of her scalp as she curls into his shoulder, sliding his arm all the way around her as she looks up at him and shivering as she traces his collar bone. Her hips twitch and he can't help the way he grinds against her in response, chuckling placidly at the way their bodies can't quite stay still.

And here she is, giving him more sweet words that leave his mind reeling. She's not the sort to offer them emptily, and all he can do his hold close to her, kissing her with renewed vigor as she holds fast to him. "You're making it very hard to wait," he teases between kisses, trying to keep his hips still but unable to do anything about his cock tensing and throbbing inside her or the way he feels her clench around him. Then he sighs, cradling her to him, just laying his cheek against hers for a moment. "I'm so glad we can have this." The 'after tonight's events' is left unsaid, but by now he thinks it's clear how worried they both were.