Hyacinthe was willing to work with hesitation. Especially when it led to eagerness down the line. He curled his tongued around hers, holding her closer still so he could feel her whole body pressed against his. His free hand stroked up and down her back, more relaxing than enticing, even as his mouth devoured hers.

"You promise to reward me with more kisses like these," he said, breaking away for a moment, "and you may ask me anything you wish."

And then he was kissing her again, hard and certain.