The grip on her stayed, and even increased as she kissed at his neck and she loved how it felt, there was a passion between them as he held onto the demon that she was at her core, And it was amazing that it all came just from this, such a simple act, kissing his neck, an act that drove him crazy. Truth was, she liked knowing how to please him so easily. And she obviously was, since he hadn't pulled away, or pushed her off him or told her to stop. No, he was telling her that he loved her, telling her she was amazing. Those didn't sound like words someone uncomfortable with the situation would say. Maybe this was it. Maybe this was them again. Like they should be. "Awesome, maybe we both are" she reasoned, sliding back on the couch a little still trailing kisses at his neck until he told her to stop. If he told her to stop.
"I love you too, and I just want to make you happy again. Thats why I'll never stop trying to be better for you." He was the only thing in her world that mattered, right at this second. Right where she was now was the only place she ever wanted to be. She loved him, with all of her heart.
"Do you want me to stop?" she asked, breath hitching in her throat as she spoke. His grip was so tight now it might have bruised anyone else, but in spite of her words she kept kissing, why would she stop unless he told her. There would be no reason at all. "Or do you want more, do you want to tell me to do more?" The invitation was there, it was up to him to tell her no or yes.