She grins up at him, eyes shining as her hands playing down his torso, palms flat against his skin. Her thumbs tease along his hip bones as she marks the muscles of his thighs, down the outsides, back along the inner planes.

"A proper greeting. Starts with a kiss."

She nuzzles against his hands, brushing a soft kiss across the inside of his wrist. Her hands are small, warm, her touch confident, and nothing less than reverent.