Perhaps he was already mad.  He could not understand this...  Longing or its source, but he knew what to do with it.  He kisses her cheek, the kisses her again, teasing around the lips that were releasing the song.  He licked her cheek, and then moved his mouth down to her neck, kissing that, too, continuing to lick her, tasting her radiant skin.  His hand continued to stroke her breasts, as the other moved from her shoulder to carress her side.