[Oh, that's heaven. He watches as she takes him in, enjoying the sight of her just as much as the feel. His fingers curl around her hips and knead at her back as she leans forward to kiss him, and he lifts his head just enough to meet her before flopping back down and letting their lips part.]
Fast.
[He says it with a smirk as he bucks his hips up against her, like he's challenging her to it rather than just answering.
Both are good options, and if she chose either one he'd be happy, but slow is better with a certain mood he's not entirely in right now. Fast, well, he's always here for fast, for rough, for moving guided only by the internal fire of passion and want.
Besides, at some point apparently a bunch of dead people are going to be here and if they're too slow and lingering, and if those folks are early, well. That would be awkward.]
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Fast.
[He says it with a smirk as he bucks his hips up against her, like he's challenging her to it rather than just answering.
Both are good options, and if she chose either one he'd be happy, but slow is better with a certain mood he's not entirely in right now. Fast, well, he's always here for fast, for rough, for moving guided only by the internal fire of passion and want.
Besides, at some point apparently a bunch of dead people are going to be here and if they're too slow and lingering, and if those folks are early, well. That would be awkward.]