[His eyes are closed, the lashes a soft, pale swoop against his skin, and his cheeks still have a flush of color to them. It's spread all across the cheekbones and the bridge of his nose, intermingled with the freckles spattered there. His lips are kiss-bruised, slightly parted; his hair is rumpled from having had her hands in it.]

[If the look on his face is any indication, she's doing something right.]