His breath caught in his throat at that, a quiet little growl escaping at the movement of her hips, fingers pressing just a little more closely against her skin for a moment, holding on.

He was tempted to tell her to stop dawdling, but he wasn't entirely sure if that would make her do it more or not, so for the time being he didn't say anything, just shifted his own hips in turn with another quiet murmur, one that coalesced into a warm: "That's it. Perfect."