He moans a happy, small sound of acknowledgement - but he doesn't speak, as his mouth is otherwise occupied as he seeks out her nipple with his tongue and lips, teasing gently.

She can guide him all she wants. This is about pleasuring her, right now. His turn will come next. He does tip his head into her hand as she runs across a certain scar that was clearly at one point a split along the back of his skull.

(A bootheel, though he'll not tell this version of her that story.)