He kisses her, arching himself as he tugs on her pants, pulling them down as she kisses him before he runs his hands over her breasts, pulling on her nipples with a purr. His eyes are open and full of love and affection and need.

They pull before running gently behind her shoulders, turning his kisses down her neck. The world may end tomorrow.

This at least he remembers, and he's never felt more human.