Lucas was generous when it came to give her everything he could, every touch of his brought her to a higher height. Getting her close to the edge to only deny it and he could tell she was getting impatient. Seeing her like this, he didn't know there could be anything that was as fascinating as her expression now. Her eyes looked droopy because of his ministrations, her chest heaving for breath and her lips parted that had sighs and moans escaping from her lips.
He continued to kiss her back up, wanting her body to relax and taking their time to enjoy each other's presence and company as they had decades and centuries with each other. The thought itself was enough to bring contentment to his non-existent heart.
"I love you," he whispered to her, "I cannot say anything more because I haven't loved anything but I love you," he said to her, looking into her eyes that were looking up at him with pure happiness and this was a treasure to him.
