A life lent to manual labor had led to Aberforth building up quite a bit of muscle, though it was all rather lithe and given his slender albeit tall frame, people easily wrote him off. And then he surprised them when push came to shove. Still, it felt nice to have someone appreciate his build with their hands and lips. All his misconceptions with the world erased for the moment.
Biting his lower lip as her hands worked up and over his chest, he allowed himself to be pulled towards her without offering any resistance. He wanted to be as close to her as he possibly could. Groaning softly at the feel of her hand in his hair, Aberforth sucked in a sharp breath before melting back into another kiss. His hand moved to tangle in her hair, propping himself up on that elbow as his other hand slid down her side to settle at her hip. After a moment, he allowed his body to settle fully against hers, pressing flush against her while keeping most of his weight off her. The rush of skin had him groaning against her lips, hand curling tighter in her hair.