Her eyes soften, then warm, more green than gold for a while. Lips delicately parted as she gasps at a particularly sensitive touch. Her eyes close again, just breifly, when he teases her clit, then open when he withdraws. She smiles, a shiver runing down her spine, at the gentleness of it after the heated urgency of before, the contrast a delight. She traces circles and patterns on his shoulder with her fingertips, watching him.