[ She won't have to worry about keeping steady, not with the way he wraps an arm around her waist while the other lingers between her thighs, fingers stroking her in time with the steady thrusts. It's less about getting off and more about stealing a quiet moment of intimacy, though the sexual nature is really fucking welcome. ]
Me too. [ A beat, and then he says something he didn't really expect himself to ever say. ] I'm sorry.