A breathless moan escaped Lily when he shifted, bringing her leg higher and maybe he didn't remember everything, but he knew what he was doing. She could feel it in the movement of his hips, his hand on her skin and her fingers tightened in response, holding onto him, her own hips moving and rolling to match his rhythm. With her mouth pressed to his throat, breathing against his skin more than kissing him now, she could feel the sounds he was making almost more than she could hear them and her own breathing quickened. She loved knowing she was doing that, he felt good enough with her to be making those noises. "God, Delta," she breathed, tipping her head back slightly so she could better see him.