She spoke his name and he murmured hers, pressing a kiss to her jawbone. Well, she was tilting her head, that must mean she was directing him where she wanted to be kissed next. It was a reasonable assumption in his mind. Another kiss, this one a little lower down her throat, and another.

There were boundaries. Boundaries he set up and was completely ignoring. It was intentional irresponsibility and he should've despised himself for it.

But from the way she said his name? He couldn't figure out how.