His fingers quickly elicit a gasp from me, and I arch up a little into his touch. I do my best to keep my eyes on his, to focus on his words. I nod and reach up to cup his cheek, biting my lip for a moment.

"No, that's fine. That's a lot," I assure him, pulling him in for a kiss. "We can do whatever you want. Whenever you're ready, Bits."

The last thing that I ever want to do is rush him into anything, and I'm not even sure that I'm ready for that either. I feel like-- it's like all I want is what he wants. Nothing more, nothing less.