His brow lifts as his eyes shift to half-follow her brushing touch. That's going to be interesting later. Maybe he can hide it by doing up an extra button on his shirt...

"Not at all," he replies, returning his attention to her beautiful face. "I'm built for rough."

Which is his very muted way of saying he prefers it. Not that she particularly needs telling. Everything she did was practically reading his mind on how to spur him on. Although he'd known he would enjoy himself, he hadn't expected their intimacy to be just that good. The reality of sex is that it can often be clunky, especially the first time with someone. There was no fear of that with Yennefer.

He spends another long moment looking at her, simply enjoying the way her hair falls across her skin, half sticking to her but still in long, soft waves. There's a part of him which, despite his thoroughly contented tiredness, which could just continue kissing her, enjoying her presence with him in this space. But he's no longer as unrestrained as he was a few moments ago. Politeness takes precedence.

"Would you like a drink?"