The look on her face and the warm weight of her was enough to leave him breathless and flushed as well. When she started talking and teasing him with her words, it was all he could do not to whimper with need. Teeth grazed at his lower lip as he tried his best to keep any sounds in check. The wiggle of her eyebrows did make his expression soften into a smile, though. "Truly, I should very much like to be able to get a look inside that imagination of yours," he admitted, a slight tease in return.
He hadn't been expecting such a kiss, and the surprise of it had him smiling into it. She was a dream. And then all at once it had changed from such passion back to a sort of tease again. He was going to go insane. They were going to end up lost in this back and forth forever and he was going to go happily crazy.
"Then I am very glad indeed that you chose this option," he drawled. Spurred on with newfound confidence, he slowly, carefully worked his way down the remaining buckles as he spoke. "I am similarly afflicted. Maddeningly is a very good word for it indeed. Of course I find you physically attractive- incredibly so, wonderfully so - but there is a good deal more to it than that," he admitted. He had her quite undone now, her top hanging open, and he was impressed by his own ability to talk and operate fingers at the same time. Thinking was taking less effort already. "We are of the same soul, are we not? I think you feel it too," he told her, rather than asked as such.