"Romance." Was all she said before her hands started travelling down his upper body, drawing circles in particular spots she knew he had a scar. One of her hands paused right on his chest where his heart thumped rapidly inside its cage. He laughed into her skin with his hands on her back, unclasping her bra and was rewarded with the soft and plush weight of her breasts against his chest. He swept his hands to her front and cupped a breast in each hand, using his thumb to tease her nipples. She keened her head back and moaned his name. He allowed for her to lean into his touch and gather her words again after a moment or three.