*He arches slightly under her touch, which causes his towel to slip. This is enough to snap him back to the here and now. His eyes fly open as he attempts to catch his breath, and the meandering towel.*

you. i want you to stay. ohhowiwantyoutostay.
*he closes his eyes again and turns away slightly*
but...you have to be okay with that.

*he turns back and looks her in the eye*
are you okay?