Having a feel for what he thought he might supposed to be doing, Galen was easily more relaxed moving into this situation. Sure his heart rate was beating right out of his chest, and he was breathless in the fact that sharing these intimate kisses with Leia had been leaving him short of breath, but he was relaxed. He was honed in on the desires that was laid out for the two of them.
While she encouraged him effortlessly, Galen was only eager to do the same. Coax her to not stop. Especially the way her lips felt on his skin otherwise. Touching him in ways he wasn't aware was acceptable. There was so much he needed to learn about this that he wasn't even aware of. Silly to think about it now, but why wouldn't his lips make her feel good if they were on other parts of her body?
Though his mind was a fog as she touched over his now bare skin. Her fingertips leaving a tingled sensation across his skin. Much different than when they were in the ocean previously. Then the kiss. Oh, the kiss how he enjoyed the kissing, but what if he did as she did? Did it work in reverse? Experimenting, Galen broke the kiss to kiss her jawline, and then further down along her pulse line of her neck. The difference in him. The way she tasted along with the scent of her purely intoxicating.