[ he says that, but something tells her there's probably a big part of his pride that was playing into that statement. as much as she's enjoying it, a flash of their conversation she had with him earlier about sex and how it means something to him replays in her mind. and while she does eventually want to get back to this point, she also wants to give him some familiarity. she wants to show him that this isn't just about her, and that she can give him what he needs, too. there's probably a red flag hidden somewhere in that but luckily she can't see it or doesn't care about it right now.
the grip around his jaw loosens a little before completely releasing from him, only to move up to his cheek. her touch is gentle this time as her lips hover above his own, her sea of black hair cascading all around them. gradually, her hips slow until she's maintaining a decent pace, at times drawing out the space between when she rises up and pushes herself back on top of him every now and then. ]
Frank...
[ she calls out to him, but her voice is hushed. for once there's no sass behind it--no furrowed brows, no eye rolls... she might even look vulnerable, like she could be allowing herself to enjoy it and this moment with him. ]
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the grip around his jaw loosens a little before completely releasing from him, only to move up to his cheek. her touch is gentle this time as her lips hover above his own, her sea of black hair cascading all around them. gradually, her hips slow until she's maintaining a decent pace, at times drawing out the space between when she rises up and pushes herself back on top of him every now and then. ]
Frank...
[ she calls out to him, but her voice is hushed. for once there's no sass behind it--no furrowed brows, no eye rolls... she might even look vulnerable, like she could be allowing herself to enjoy it and this moment with him. ]