"That's a thing that I want to hear you say a lot while I'm here," Hyacinthe said in a husky whisper, right in her ear. "Maybe I shall hold myself back each time until you do. I like knowing that you're imagining how I will fill gliding into you, filling you up slowly until there's no room left to move."

He kissed her throat again, sucking a bit until he left a red mark behind. It was light enough that it would fade even before she took her clothes off, but he liked the sight of it against her pale skin.

"And mayhaps that isn't something people say, either, but 'tis what I needed to say to you, right now. So unless we wish to invite others into the bedroom with us, let's worry not about what they might say and more about what we wish to, hmm?"