She can feel the way his head leans into her touch, and she brings her other hand up to carefully work the elastic out of his hair that's securing it up. Her mouth meets his each time as she finger combs his hair, then massages his scalp. She squeezed her legs gently around him as the kiss lingers, just a long, unhurried moment of enjoyment.

When he pulls back, her mouth quirks into a half smile. It's a sweet sentiment. "I'm looking forward to it."