[Hearing and feeling how his touch effects her is addictive, even more than the intense way she's stroking him that causes a string of pleasured noises to slip freely from his mouth along with little affectionate words here and there, never quite strung together. His fingers push cloth aside enough to seek more of her, more of those barely controlled rocking movements and the musical sounds that accompany. He tries to note what gets the most reactions but he can barely follow so just keeps exploring, varying the pressure, blindly trying to repeat whatever he's doing that's making her react.]