His breath catches in a very human way when she calls him beautiful. The way she says it, when she's looking at him like that, he can tell she means it more than skin deep. He expects himself to balk at it but... no. This time he can let himself get lost in the intensity of her gaze, the warmth of her hand on his face, and let himself believe it's true.

For once, he can't think of anything to say. He doesn't have the words to describe how deeply she's touched him. But, he can see how she strains at holding back. For him. Now it's he who cannot hold back. He drives his lips into hers, hungry for more of her heat. It's not enough, so he presses his naked body against her as if he's trying to become one with her and not even in the sexy way.