Despite trying to remain completely focused on the kiss, there was no missing what happened next. Eva managed not to break away this time, the only indication of pain was a sudden, sharp inhale, but honestly it wasn't that bad. Maybe she had a skewed idea of what actually hurt thanks to her slew of previous injuries, but it certainly wasn't enough to need to stop. Not even close. Thankfully there was no aggravation to her scar either. Or rather she purposefully ignored the little annoyance as it was clearly not the dominant sensation at the moment.

Eva knew that the tenderness in which he moved said a lot about his willpower and love for her and for that, she was entirely grateful. It couldn't have been easy for him to go slowly like this. Fortunately, though it still held a small level of discomfort, Eva did have to admit it felt good, and it didn't take long to reach a point where there was no edge to it at all. At that point, she had to lean back, desperately needing to breathe, each inhale a little more ragged than the last.

Her hands had drifted from his hair, down over his shoulders, nails digging slightly into his back as she felt herself climb higher and higher. Body arching toward his intuitively, it was easy to just let the sensations take over and the reactions come naturally. Biting her lip, she unsuccessfully suppressed a little whimper, head back against the pillows, clearly enjoying herself now. Finding a moment of clarity, Eva looped her arms around his neck again, eyes meeting his for the first time in a few minutes. He'd been so good about checking in with her that she should return the favor. The words on the tip of her tongue were lost altogether however, a quiet gasp taking their place instead, so all she could do was lean up to kiss him a little more desperately this time.