[ He stretches out beside her, one arm propped so that he's still looming down at her face, but he does so by accepting the invitation of snuggling close. While yes, they should slow down again, he finds that he needs her closeness. ]

No, that is not all I have to say. [ He's kissing her again, his free hand skimming over her hip and her thigh, an invitation to drape her leg over his own. ] But I think, if I'm to resist the urge to make love to you, I will have to keep my thoughts to myself.

[ He only half means it. Pillow talk is an equally acceptable pasttime.

The wolf is peering lazily from behind his eyes, lightening the deep brown of his gaze to a rough amber. ]

When the time comes, Eun, I will most definitely welcome you not holding back.