[ Oh. He snapped a little bit. He's kissed her roughly before but this is a little different - it's not just needy, but desperate. Like he'll die if he doesn't get to

Maybe she's been just a little too mean after all.

Her hand strokes down to cradle the back of his head as they kiss and the slow, steady rhythm eases into something a little faster, a little more impatient. He's not the only one whose control is starting to fray a little. ]

Am I driving you a little too crazy? Sorry, sorry. [ She huffs that against his lips, still kissing him between every word. ] But it's okay. You held back as much as you could. You were such a good boy.

[ Another kiss. This time, she nips at his mouth. ]

You don't have to hold back now. Take as much of me as you want and do what you want.