Lalo closes his eyes and leans into the touch as she sweeps a hand over his cheekbone. Her hands are rough and a little calloused, but that's okay. He likes that. There's a soft little satisfied sigh.

He opens his eyes when she tells him to kneel. There's maybe half a second of hesitation, but then Lalo does it. Sinks down to the ground on his (weak-in-the)knees in front of her, slowly, then looks up at her from the ground.

Shit. There's no turning back now. Lalo can't help but feel some trepidation, nervousness, not sure what's coming but realizing he's surrendering his power to her by doing this. He looks up at her, large dark brown eyes dilated with arousal.