Data continues to kiss her, enjoying every millisecond as it exists, not wanting to let go. He lets his thought processes wander slightly. His kisses are a little deeper now against her skin, and climb upwards until he finds her lips again. The kiss is deep, but soothing. One hand reaches up to stroke her hair before he pulls back to look into her eyes. He shifts a little bit against her as well, resting his forehead against hers.

"What are you feeling?" he asks her, quietly.