For someone who's still unused to human sensation, it can be a bit much, he's certain. But Delta carries himself -- and York -- beautifully. Familiar touches in the framing, certainly, but the expression is uniquely Delta's.

"That...is what I'm going to give to you."

Those fingers withdraw slow, letting him feel the tight tug, before sliding inward again with precision, nudging just up against that little nub once more and savoring the look on his face.

"Again and again."

He eases back, just long enough for him to get breath in him again, gray-green eyes raking over him in full before letting him sample that unique sensation yet again. As promised.

"...until you come apart for me."