He squeezed her tight and smiled softly. "That's a pity. Because you are. You're gorgeous. You're downright lovely." He kissed her a third time, and as she nestled in close and spoke his smile only grew wider. "In all honesty, this is the most welcome I've felt anywhere I've gone. Though, in fairness, nowhere else had had beds, a proper shelter like this, or a lovely woman willing to kiss me, so I might be a little bit biased." He kissed her again, more deeply this time, pressing her gently onto her back and rolling to lay halfway on top of her. He tilted his head to press more deeply, and his hand slid down her side to her hip and back up again, touching her with a blatant sort of need. When it broke he tugged her lower lip again, using his own lips and teeth to do so.<br/><br/>He breathed slow and deep and full, cheeks flushed a light red. He shook his head slowly as he looked down at her. "I take it back. Lovely isn't good enough of a word. I can't think of one good enough to describe you."