Head falling back, she made a quiet noise that ranged just on the voiced side of a sigh. She pressed closer to him, turning her head so her lashes brushed his temple, arced her spine so the line of her torso from hip to ribcage was pressed against him. It was something she'd given a fair amount of consideration, over the past months. Living with the man you were going to marry, in one timeline, she figured her thoughts were more than allowed to go down certain avenues. With his body warm and against, around, her now, she had to admit that even compared to memories she hadn't lived yet, this was... better. There wasn't much comparison to be made, in fact.

"Mmn," she sighed, barely a murmur, ducking her head to kiss his shoulder then rub her forehead against it.