Fingers sift through her hair while they kiss, his back arching a little at her touches, hips pressing against her too when her hands wander down to his ass. He lets out a muffled gasp, but of course doesn't complain nor pull away from the kiss, keeping a good focus on his breathing.

It reminds him of their reunion, this. How their bodies moved together until she came, and he nearly did too. His body responds to that memory now too, and honestly, it's a pretty good way to try a first time. It's not rushed or overwhelming, it's simple and easy enough for him to pull away if he has to - and considering how long it's been for him, he knows it won't take much at all to reach his tipping point. Just like it didn't that other time.