It was no surprise to her. Neria had seen the proverbial weight. Her fingers kneaded gently, coaxing, letting him come apart as slow as he wished. She wasn't going anywhere, not without him, not tonight. Her arms went around his shoulders, wrapping him up as he drew her closer still, 'til there was nothing left between them.

Flush to him, she exhaled something too quiet to be called a groan. But he answered her and she smiled, even through the bite, and she tipped her head to give him more of her mouth.

His want was apparent between them and she did nothing to try to hide the fact that she knew. Neria rocked very slowly, very gently against him, keeping her body tipped against his. Her forehead brushed his own as she slid her hands down his back, fingertips warmed with fire magic to ghost along his skin.