His eyes flicker closed, and he exhales softly through parted lips. His hands slide around to rest on her hips. He makes himself lie still while she takes him, pins him, gives him what he wants; but when she's there, with him locked safe inside, he can't help but push. Just a little bit.

'You are...the most...beautiful...'

It chokes off, which is probably good, as it saves him from saying anything embarrassingly girly. But he doesn't care. He takes her hands in his, and interlocks their fingers, using his heels to rock up into her, slow, so slow. But he keeps her at half an arm's length so he can see her face, and watch her body.