Alec felt the stillness of time around him. He wasn't entirely sure how that worked - it wasn't like he could feel the movement of time when it was moving naturally. He shifted a little lower, lifting his mouth only so much to break the suction of his lip. He trailed his lips down lower, to put another hickey on the inside of her thigh, a place that could be just as tender as the neck, but this relationship was still in the infancy. This was the furthest they had gone, and a great deal of sex was all about figuring out what each of them enjoyed. Alec knew what he enjoyed, he could tell her explicitly what he enjoyed and what he didn't enjoy, though the con list would be a fairly short one. Lenore, however, likely didn't even know what she enjoyed. Which was why they could take this slow, they could figure it out together.