He was flustered again, wasn't he? Hawke found it endearing, even more so that she could see him better. He might not have been blushing as he had in the Gallows but it still made her smile widen. It's a nice surprise. She grinned at that and leaned in to his ear, nipping briefly at the lobe. She pressed her lips to his cheek. "It is, at that."

She had to bite back her own sound of disappointment when he pulled out, leaving her feeling open and almost aching at the shift in position. A shiver briefly ran through her as she settled back down into his lap, her hand curling around him.

One look at his face was all she needed. She followed his lead and let him set the pace he needed, though she moved her hand on its own to help him develop a rhythm and to add to the friction.