She loved to hear him say those kinds of things. Lived for it really - being with him was easily among the top two joys of her life. The other being her brother joining her at the Order, making this prison a home. Even though she felt guilty about it. "I'll never be able to hear that enough," she sighed a soft moan of his name, barely more than a centimeter apart from him each time she kissed him, the moment lingering longer and longer. Every now and again she shifted to change their rhythm, groaning deep in her throat when he moved to match her.