"Moon," he responds back, kneeling above her as his fingertips slide under the straps and trace the skin beneath.

He feels so free right now, as if those words had finally opened the door through which he'd been peeping through the keyhole. Without the door locking away those feelings he was so afraid of, this all becomes so much more than just sex.

As if it ever was with her.

He leans forward to kiss her softly. "You listen well: we'll have to play more like this, I think." His lips trail across her cheek to whisper low in her ear. "You want to touch me right now, don't you?"