Lee feels like at least both of them can be proud that they've never bitten each other before.
(Well, not there, anyway. She will happily bite him anywhere else he wants.)
"— Mm." Her eyes close; her head tips back. She has to straighten her arm, the one keeping her upright, because that's too much coordination for Lee, who can only do one thing at a time, physically. (She's in the wrong industry for that.) Her hand remains in his hair, she has to keep touching him. She lets out a long sigh as her head lays back on the pillow, her hips gently rolling upwards, asking for more.