That's about all I got though. I tried to pick up some Greek but I'm awful at it. [ He considered Arabic or Russian for obvious reasons but... no. He's only ("only") trilingual. He exhales, and he kisses her once more, going over her nose and brushing his chin against her. His hands run down her body, and he traces out her more obvious curves.

He kisses her again, and ]

< Italian it is then, my beloved. >

[ He wondered if she understood him? Hmmm... maybe it didn't even matter ]