"Good. That's all I needed to hear." With that he returned to kissing her neck again, one hand reaching out to cup her breast as he did so. Every movement he made was soft, not wanting to pressure her into anything or move too quick. This was reunion sex and that thought hadn't escaped him, but this was the good kind of reunion. The kind you wait months - years - for, if needed. Rigby would still wait forever if it meant he got to have her back. It was a feeling he hadn't realized when he left LA, but had returned to in the months they'd been apart.