Except that Villiers would like that freedom to resist, the ability to let go, to stop schooling his body's every move, and to enjoy it all.

It's just a small thing, though; and really, power exchange of any sort should be talked out anyways, in his opinion.

"Is that hesitation I sense?" he asks, quietly, settling his lips against Imriel's hair now, contemplative.

Because it's really not that big a deal. He's fine with keeping as is -- that care, that burgeoning love, it's more than he could have asked for. But he's also been detecting notes of unease here and there, and it's slightly worrisome.