The skritch of her fingers through his hair, involuntary though it may be to Kaidy, sends ice-trickles down his spine and makes him draw in a sharp breath through his nose.

His fingers skitter across her skin. Grip. Release. It's fast becoming a loop, a particularly nice one at that.

It's less that Martin is a fast learner, and more that he's not really paying attention to what it is he's doing, which means that he's not over-thinking it. Over-thinking is something that tends to ruin a lot of his plans.

The encouraging sounds are indeed encouraging. And very good to hear. For various reasons.

Martin swallows heavily, and a strangled sort of squeak escapes his throat even through the kiss. Everything seems to be rather too warm all of a sudden.