"That's the problem," he sighs, trying to just relax into her touch. The small sounds she's pulling from him are certainly a good sign. "I'm better at doing."

He hums at her question, opening his eyes enough to reach for her face again. "Quite a lot," he promises. "And I don't mind learning new things." He bites his lip, eyes closing, not sure if it's the way she's touching him or her insistence on wanting him to feel good or that he's made her feel wonderful. Maybe it's all of it, that he doesn't have to be one thing. "Aerith--" he murmurs. "I--I'm going to want you around me if you keep doing that." He hopes she does.