"Mmm," Hyacinthe agreed, out of clever words at last. His sigh was loud in her ear before he leaned in to press a kiss against it. His hand found her leg, the skin silky soft beneath his palm, and he squeezed in appreciation and affection both. She'd be able to feel the quiet strength in him as his lean hips flexed over her, pushing in so far he bottomed out, and then slowly pulling away. "You feel so--oh, sweet Elua," he mumbled, his compliment lost in another loud groan.