[ Aphelios licks his lips as he watches her -- his throat feels dry, an odd sort of ... nervousness he's not accustomed to. it's a combination of excitement and just -- nerves at doing this particular thing with her for the first time, but she's taking the initiative which helps a lot with that.

there's an encouraging hum again -- tuneless, like before, rough but in a way that shows how he's being affected even by such a light touch. his hands go -- to her hair, slide down to her neck, her sides, whatever he can reach of her from the position, and the roll of his hips is a bit more urgent this time. ]