The sound that came from her at the faster and rougher movements was wanton. She didn't care just how it sounded to anyone. Instead, all she cared about was the feeling of pleasure and the man who was giving it to her. When Peter kissed her, she eagerly responded, following his lead, even as her body teetered towards the edge of climax.
'y-yes..." She hissed out, already wanting to do it. It was easy to forget being proper when she was focused on the roll of her hips and pressure to her clit pushing her over the edge as she cried out his name. "Peter!"