Lily opened her eyes at the noise, but it wasn't as though she wasn't aware he could make them. He simply ... couldn't speak. But she guessed that was enough of a hint, and she smiled a little slyly as she clenched herself around him again.
The amusement was short-lived though, as there were other things to focus on. Like him, the feel of him inside of her, the heat of his body, the beating of his heart, the way he was breathing. She hadn't felt this kind of connection to anyone, not even Severus. It was ... interesting to consider that, and later she knew she'd go over it at length. Maybe talk to Jaime about it. But for the moment, she let it pass. Shaking away the thoughts, she dragged her nails lightly up his back.
Gripping at his shoulders, she groaned softly as she moved to match his faster pace. She could tell he was close, and she wasn't so far away herself. Tilting her head, she kissed at his shoulder before she bit gently at his throat before she tightened her arms around him. She cried out against his skin as she came for him, her body trembling and quivering under his.