His hearing might not be what it used to, but even the subtlest of sounds that she makes seem to ring in Sean's ears as clear as day. He looks up for just a second to see what she's doing as he moves to finish ridding her of what little clothes she has left before he's kissing her again, lips sucking at her neck, unable to resist taking advantage of the opening she's given him. It occurs to him that he's probably not making things any easier for her, but until she actually tells him to lay off, he can't be bothered to quit worrying at her skin with his teeth, not when he can feel her pulse under his tongue, can practically hear it.