Leander's intimate arts were hot with blood flow as the massage had coaxed it and her touch did nothing but encourage it as he was rigid before her eyes. With her curiosity and voice soft it was clear she was but a virgin seemingly. The touch made a significant response as it ached before her eyes painfully yet Leander seemed not to care about it. He watched her with a calm demeanor doing nothing to discourage her however she did pull away still aware of her place in the whole watching and tending to him. He would not force it however as she began to speak apologies he would sit up a touch and tilt her head up so she looked at him and he smiled at her, eyes shining with not a drop of offense taken. He wanted to convey that it was alright for her and that she could do no wrong with him as he relaxed with her now. He could not speak but he wanted to at least get her to smile once more. His hand brushes her cheeks in comfort with his thumb grazing over her lips before he lets her decide what she wanted to do.