[She groans against his mouth, pleased with his initiative to grind and pressing back against him with a rutting motion to get her own engine going. Not that it's all that hard with a really hot body draping over you, but the outer candy coating to her Aidan's a little different so her body's still caught up in this funny feeling of strange newness; it tingles in good experimental ways where as before all it really took to soak her panties was the distinct feel of his beard on her throat and neck.
Her eyelids droop and she curls her leg right around him, wanting him in but also trying not to be an impatient twit. The words just slip out easy in the meanwhile:] Love you too. Damn, you're... you feel good on me. But you know what'd feel better?