Elann listened to all Noah was giving off, heeded his words, and curbed her heightening sensations because it wasn’t what he sought. It wasn’t necessarily the point to make love in the instance, but to show her just how physically and emotionally he could be enthralled with her. He knew he was desired by her; she commented on his appearance, commented on his seemingly romantic gestures, and commented on how she saw the affection in all he did for her, no matter how small. He was showing patience with her here, pulling back, correcting, and then observing the changes as she made them to fit the moment he wanted. It was a great flip from the many months where he was in her shoes. This was but one instance, one moment, compared to the others. It would act as a glimpse of what he hoped would come.

Noah was experimenting as well, seeing just how far he could push his lover to lock down her driving emotions in order to keep the delicate peace at play. He reached forth and rested his hand back in the slope of her waist and played along it. In the next moment his hand was moving to direct her, placing it over his chest and then sliding it over to his ribcage, letting her feel the musculature and the air fill his chest with each breath. He hoped she would play along so he could continue on. Aside from watching where on his body he put her hand his eye contact was constant and unbreaking. His breath didn’t waver from the way it was taken, deep and slow. Inside his chest his heart was thudding with force but wasn’t pattering in the way passion often caused it to. 

The Kelvic called upon the lesson of her other erogenous zones and slid his hand from her waist between her breasts and over her neck, playing briefly over the skin of her throat because he knew how sensitive and vulnerable it was. His final destination was just behind her jaw and ear, the place where her Cheva mark presided as a visual marker for them belonging to one another. The backs of his fingers grazed over the area just as he gazed into her eyes. If words or actions didn’t tell of his devotion to her, then the mark would forever be a symbol of his vow, his adherence. As he had said at the altar, he would love her so long as the earth was beneath their feet and the stars in the sky, so long as breath filled their lungs, and so long as the seasons continued to pass on and on.

Noah knew he was acting provocatively, teasing her passions as if she wasn’t going through enough to keep herself tame, but it was all a test. He wouldn’t be unforgiving here, understanding what he was doing. Already she had passed what mattered, she had showed him she could do something for him without pressing or demanding a wish for herself. Now, he was just upping the ante and fishing for another series of reactions. He was hyperaware of her and it was shown by just how big his eyes were, as if he was watching a doe squirm as he circled overhead. He didn’t kiss her again, wanting to see how she would behave with his eyes open.