Feeling his fingers thread through hers, she tightened her grip on his hand, her eyes drifting into a blissfully closed expression, "Mmhh," she caught her breath slightly, pulling his hand up to her mouth, pressing the back of his hand to her lips, losing herself in that which was him far more easily than she thought.

So much so that she slowly lets go of his hand after a moment, turning to face him with a soft, "I love you, Rean.." in a whisper, her expression one of sheer, hopelessly intoxicated love, leaning in to return the favor he had been treating her with, intentionally pressing her lips against his neck this time.