[He obeys easily, lifting his head to reconnect in a kiss but before he really gets that far she moves over him and he has to take a moment to breathe, hot air washing out over her lips as he sinks in against her. No more words, they talk too much already and there is so much kissing left to be done.
Movements hesitant and experimental he lets his hand sink down the last inch or so, fingers gently pressing against her. He gives a light, tentative stroke over her, carefully exploring what kind of reactions he can get with just that. He may be a virgin but he's not a teenager, and although his physical experience is nonexistant he's had plenty of time to think about the theory. Maybe he won't be great and maybe he won't know exactly what to do, but he's not completely without a plan.]