Mm, why rush, lark? Eager to sing so soon? [ He has to smile at her efforts to get him in the mood, and to catch on. Neither of which were necessary, but the gestures was very much appreciated. ] We've got plenty of time.
...practically forever. [ At least, as far as that heavy word could travel in this place. But no, he's not thinking of that. He's thinking about her; the way she looks as he leans up to get a better view. The way she feels against him as her legs settle at his sides.
And, however she will react once his fingers gently push that cloth aside so he can get just that much closer to her with his hand. ]