"With you?" she began, eyebrows lifting at once, "you have to be forward." She was still smiling, though, and all of a sudden, the whole struggle of trying to convince him that this would be alright for them to do didn't even concern her. It felt like an accomplishment to her now, like all of her hard work had paid off. He would be happy, and so would she. She didn't think there was a single thing wrong with that.
There were no complaints when he kissed her again, though she took note of the gentleness he used a second time. She didn't feel uneasy, but she still appreciated the care he was taking in making sure she was comfortable and not stressed out about anything. Returning the ministration slowly, her hands moved up into his hair and stroked over the dark strands. There was no tugging or grabbing, nothing extreme, but she just touched him gently.
"I really like doing this, you know," she mumbled against his lips as the corners of her mouth curved upward once more. "Almost as much as I like going hunting with you."