Lily's head fell back against the bed, her lips parted as she drew in a sharp breath and at the touch of his lips against her, she slipped her hand into his hair, her palm resting against the back of his head. The muscles along her legs tensed and relaxed again and she groped blindly with her other hand until she felt Delta's against her thigh, fingers twining through his. "Delta," she murmured, her back arching and she could feel pleasure rippling through her. Her skin felt especially sensitive to his touch, to the sheets beneath her and even the air around them felt heavier than usual.