He's more than happy to just sit like this, still buried in her, letting the sensation diminish in its own time, no hurrying it along. They have all the time in the world today, always, just to enjoy each other and revel in this that they've been denied for so long.

When he looks up at her and leans in for a kiss, his eyes are unguarded and soft, something that only really happens here, like this. He's not aware of it though, just presses his lips to hers softly and slowly.