He hummed softly into the kiss, all too easily drawn in deeper. His breath still came in quick, harsh gasps, preventing him from being able to stay in it for long without opening his mouth further for an inhale around the contact.

He arched his back slightly to press against the stroking of her hands, eyelids half closing at the tingle in the wake of warm fingers. He braced her with his other arm, hand against her back to keep her steady across his lap when her movements became jerkier. "Mmnh...Maker yes," he whispered as soon as he could feel the change.

"It's all right. I won't...I won't lose control. You can let go." He couldn't promise that he wouldn't need to pull out shortly afterward. He did know he could hold it until she had the chance to take her pleasure of him. He turned his head, lipping at her earlobe and giving a soft roll of tongue.