It feels like he's never been more aware of himself in relation to another person, so very attuned and yet almost overwhelmed by what his senses are experiencing, completely on overload. He starts to worry that he might not be able to last long if this is already beginning to bowl him over, but his name whispered gently brings him circling back to her, and it only takes a brief moment of awkward fumbling for him to shove the last remaining barrier of clothes off and away from between them.

He's almost trembling as he returns to her, as if the mere skin contact would be enough to burn him up from the inside.