Jaune finds his body rocking naturally against hers, the base of his shaft rubbing against the place where they'd joined, and he comes up for only the briefest of breaths before redoubling the kiss, reckless and eager against her lips. One arm is still wrapped around her waist; the other, trapped between them, slides up to cup and squeeze one breast.

He's got every intention of keeping the lead - but not of rushing things. This time, he's going to explore every sensation, step by step, learning what pleases her best.