So it's not just because it looks so pretty. Good to know.

He doesn't try to muffle the little whine that bubble up from his chest when she pulls back, trying to chase her kiss for a moment before giving in and settling back on her sheets, his hands falling to stroke over her thighs as she straightens.

She's beautiful, which she already has to know, but sometimes he just gets a little blindsided by the realization. So he tells her that, murmuring how magnificent she is as the candles she lit cast flickering shadows over their skin, limning her with liquid gold.