[ she can't help it? he's being so good, and the easy way he responds just adds to the charm, incongruous to the way he carried himself earlier. it's a side to him she hasn't seen yet, but one that she enjoys all the same. it stirs something within her, a desire to consume that wars with her desire to hold him close.

she breaks the kiss with a light peck, propping herself up on one arm to look at him. ]

I know you told me the safe word earlier. [ she brushes his hair back with her fingers, lightly combing through it to maintain that gentle contact. ] But I'd like you to communicate with me. If I'm doing something that you don't like, whether or not it causes you discomfort. Or if you'd like me to keep doing it.

[ she knows he's aware she's never done this before. and while they both know neither of them are ignorant enough to ignore the signs, she likes the reassurance anyway. ]

Will you do that for me?