"So good, honey...oh god..." Saffron wasn't always so vocal, but every guy was different - it was part of what made them all so interesting and inviting - and given who it was, her aim was to reassure him he was doing well without sounding like some kind of coach. Sure, she was teaching him as well as helping him overcome a fear, but nothing sucked the enjoyment out of sex like getting all technical about it. It was better, she thought, to feel your way through, and all the more productive if you were discovering with someone who knew better than most how to correctly aid you in that discovery.

He was right there, Saffron could feel it, and she urged him forward with a deep, searching kiss, her fingernails curling gently into the skin of his back. "Let go, Xander," she murmured against his lips. "Let go. I'm right behind you."