Her movement earned a groan. Being so much shorter than him, the distance down was quite far, it felt, and very tantalizing. "You're sexy," he told her honestly. "Good gods, Rose, you're gorgeous." But to him it wasn't just physical beauty, though she had that; it was everything about her he found enticing and beautiful.
He laughed again for her, for once not intending to argue as he was complimented. He relished such a compliment from her and intended to prove it as true. Besides, he didn't feel like going slow right now either. "Well, then, we don't have to go slow," he said, an utterly mischievous expression coming across his face. He scooped her up into his arms, careful only that he didn't throw himself onto his bad leg too hard, and got them over to one of the beds, he didn't know or care which one it was because tonight he planned on sleeping in the same one as her.
He tumbled them both onto the bed, laughing and grinning before he leaned in and kissed her long and hard, arms supporting his body above hers. "I want to get you out of that little thing," he told her. "I want to see you." All of her, that he'd get to kiss and touch and love.