Rolf outright laughed, eyes crinkling faintly at the corners in his amusement. It was true, they had been very physical in their short time together, but they already had such an emotional closeness that it jsut seemed to have developed to complement that. "Well, you do have an exceptional arse," he told her, a hand curving around it and squeezing appreciatively. "You really can't blame a bloke for liking it."
His hips circled slowly against hers and then just rolled again, and a soft groan followed his sigh as he watched her. "Hands and knees, there you go, giving me more naughty ideas," he teased in a husky voice. Not that he'd not thought of that one yet. He had. Like he'd told her, she had an exceptional arse. "And I'm going to have all the time til you get back to think on them."