There was something about a graceful woman atop him like this that always managed to make him feel him alight. Krem didn't have a lot of experience with it, but the experience that he did have proved it an awfully concrete fact. He sighed against Adaline's mouth as she slid his fingers into his hair, one of his own gently carding into hers as well as he kept on with the kiss.

The other fell back down to her knee, now on the fabric of her skirt, rubbing gently. He was not quite bold enough to dip underneath. Not yet at least.