"Hm, not a weakness it's a..." he paused moaning again with a soft tremble, kissing up her neck to her mouth for a soft kiss once more as his hands traversed the sides of her hips. It was a trigger point. Which was the same as weakness. Oh well. "Been a long day," he replied gruffly to explain the tension in his neck and shoulders she seemed to be all too adept at melting away. He gulped, resting his head on the opposite shoulder, "Long day," he muttered, slipping a hand lightly across her stomach.