'You'd be better if you meant it," he said, amused, and lay with her for a moment just letting her hands roam his skin. "Or if I'd honestly thought you did..."
His fingers sifted through her hair. Caressed her shoulder. She was warm. Save. He hated being needy. Hated being afraid. Was that why he loved her? Why he needed her?
Her underthings slipped from her skin with the gentlest urgings; he slid deeper under the covers, pushing her knickers down her thighs, teasing at her calves as he tugged them completely off. He didn't care why he wanted her, needed her, he loved her. Wasn't that enough?
He breathed deeply before crawling up her body, leaving kisses as he went, stretching his body along hers. "You're so good to me..." He kissed her again, slowly and thoroughly, stretching his hand behind him to Summon his wand. She'd need something...