He likes the idea of her wanting him to himself, and the pleasure makes it into how he hums at the kisses against his arms and chest. "Is that really why you wanted to go?" he teases. "Did the princess ever have a swimsuit? I suppose we'll have to go shopping, hmm?"

And he loves all of that. Loves doing it together, loves it being new, loves being vulnerable for her.

For a tiny moment, he winces at the accusation of being greedy with her, but catches himself quickly, realizing she's absolutely thrilled about it. "You're going to encourage my appetites and I'm going to be insatiable," he promises, giving her a wry grin.

At her question, he gives a dramatic sigh. "I can't make it that easy for you," he says. But when she stimulates his nipple, he arches, giving her a deep moan. "Tongue is certainly a fruitful direction, though."