She's reaching for him again, rising up a little, hands gently begging another kiss.

'Yeah? I never guessed.'

She uses her weight as leverage, her strong legs letting her meet him just so. Her teeth fix in her lower lip, and it's there, yes, there. She can feel him responding, too. The way he's holding himself, the tension in his breath, and the sound of his voice.

'Still,' she murmurs against the corner of his mouth. 'This, like this, is better.'

It wouldn't have meant as much to either of them, then. She hopes he can feel that, too.