He lifted one hand to her face, his thumb stroking lightly at her cheek, before letting his hand settle behind her neck. The other hand stroked down her side, feeling the warmth of her body, even through her layers of clothing.
He let himself melt into the kiss, tongue twining with hers, tasting, before he pulled back only to speak. "To what is to come. You're so warm, and you taste so delicious. I just want to taste all of you against my tongue. To bring down those tight braids and run my fingers through your hair. To feel your warm skin against mine. Beautiful."