The change in operations didn't take him so much as by surprise than inspire new reactions. He arched into the fingers raking down his back, using the motion to very tentatively lean his head forward. His lips met with hers and he started a slow kiss, testing whether she would be receptive to it or if he was reading the signals wrong. She would take care and take control if he was doing anything against her wishes.

When his hands were redirected, they spread out automatically to locate themselves. It was quickly obvious where she was putting him and he took the opportunity to explore her form, thorough and gentle while retaining the tentativeness of the kiss. His body was already picking up on the idea, a slow start to match his uncertain hopefulness. The idea of resisting the advances had since fled from his mind, sitting in that zone where he could only follow her lead and take any of her own approval as that of Eli's.