She knows she shouldn't rush this, she knows it could cause him harm. Humans are so fragile in some things, and this is one of them.

She rests her temple against his and presses a soft kiss to his cheek, withdrawing back into herself in gentle waves, lingering in the outer limits of his senses, savouring the essence of his thoughts.

She shifts to capture his mouth, stealing gentle kisses as she rises over him in a purely physical touch, straddling his lap. The body will have to be enough for now, and it is not a consolation prize, no. No it is a rich and wondrous thing to slip and slide against him, teasing and tormenting him in the usual way.