He is tempted to answer that with not words, but by leaning his body up and grabbing hold of her, catching her mouth in a fierce kiss that would 'explain' quite clearly what he would like to say.

But he cannot bring himself to hardly move more than his hips in response - begging her - with the way every nerve ending in his upper body is aflame, burning with an invisible fire.

"Y-y-yes." He stammers, heart jumping in his throat.