There is a pause of almost two seconds before Data opens his eyes in response to her request. He blinks, eyes moving back and forth to study carefully every inch of her face. His expression is curious, almost desperately so, like there is some question on his mind to which an answer is imperative.

He is trying not to get that same overwhelmed feeling again, but it is difficult to do so, when he is looking so deeply into her eyes at this moment, so close to the very height of pleasure. He does not break eye contact, but she may notice him blinking more rapidly, perhaps even swallowing once or twice.

His gaze is almost impossibly steady, in fact, for someone who is still breathing heavily, shuddering and gasping with nearly every movement that she makes.