There was no question he felt good; that she was making him feel good. No question either in letting her be possessive. His own hands at her hip and cupping her nape were gentle, but possessive. Clearly holding her to him, close, and the claim of 'mine' was unspoken.

As caught up in the feelings as he was, including an awareness of her radiating pride (justifiably), part of his brain reminded him. As much as he wanted more, he wanted Chinatsu to feel as good as he felt. To make her feel as good as she was making him feel.

Which brought a sigh, and his hand moved to hold her own, holding her still from where she touched him. A shuddering breath, and nudging her head up to face his. "You, are a wonder." Meaning it, blue-eyes dark with emotion and tone low.

Albeit a moment of putting on some brakes...