He had a bit of a grin as he felt her hands touching his backside under the shirt. Her hands felt a bit cold at first, yes. But he viewed this as a good step. Something else to use. "No, no," he said as he shook his head, hands moving down her cheek. "You need not ever be sorry. You are just expressing yourself. Nothing wrong with that."
His hands were around her, though he was surprised to be held onto so tight. He got the impression that she didn't want to let him go, for fear of losing him. He pondered the notion that he was having an effect on her. "I want.. whatever you want. If this is what you desire, what you need and want.. then that is alright with me. Perfectly alright.."