[ Her smile curls against his skin as he utters her name, before the kisses up his neck turn a little more chaste, and she settles herself above him a moment. ]

If you're uncomfortable, or need to stop, if you need anything, tell me.

[ After all they've been through, she wants to remember this, make it something they both want to remember, and that means making him sure of the fact he, and no one else, is her priority right now. A gentler kiss against lips, before she pulls back, so they can look eye to eye. So that he knows she means it.

Palm strokes his chest, rolling a thumb against his right nipple, before she lowers her head and starts teasing the side of his neck again, charting a return course, one that hits the dip of his throat and starts a southernly course along his sternum. ]

Tell me what you want, Taylor... Tell me what you need..

[ Whispered against his skin, wanting him to run his mouth, if only to see how well she could disrupt him.]