Maddox seemed to have hardly any reservations when it came to what transpired between he and his students, and thought nothing of it as he kissed her. But the hesitation he still felt heavy in her being gave him some pause. "Eirawen," he whispered against her lips. "You do not have to worry. Just pull back.. and I'll stop," he whispered softly, ensuring her of this fact. He wouldn't want a student going to the powers that be about a rape, now would he? He brushed his lips across hers, hand sliding to the base of her neck, where he gently stroked through her hair, his other hand gently rubbing up and down her thigh.