She bit her lower lip in thought, then nodded, her grip loosening as she brushed her fingers across his cheek. Gaia, he really was beautiful. It almost felt wrong to "Very well. Thank you."
She moved back around him, waiting for him to gather himself, and once she saw he was ready, she began again, offering no respite. If he wished to fall to his knees in agony, she'd make sure he did.