She drinks deeply of his kiss and is reluctant to be parted from it, but yes breathing is not exactly overrated.

She looks up at him as best she can, smiling.

"I feel a strange contradiction of sated and impossibly aroused. I'm very happy to be here, with you, but a little sad at the prospect of having to let you go at some point in the future. Mostly, I'm just content, because you feel really good holding me like this." She steals another kiss.

"And then there's the little hint of erotic anticipation, because it's your turn to pick positions, even if I should probably drink something before we continue."

He did ask, and she can be just as thorough as he is, when she so desires.