She doesn't want to be parted from him, and as such, slides down his body, her legs still tangled with his.

She senses the tension in him, and places a chaste kiss at the notch of his throat, humming to soothe him. She is pressed against his side, from shoulder to knee. Her hand brushes down his chest to his ribs and back again, a firm but gentle touch.

Nuzzling, breathing him in, painting her scent on him. She considers tracing the line of pale silvered flesh with her tongue, but decides against it, keeping to the course of gentle, close mouthed kisses. She hums quietly the whole way, letting him know where she is.