Somehow, he'd managed to mostly shut her up, apart from the occasional noise she'd make in the back of her throat, a vocal show of her appreciation. It wasn't long til he found a rhythm she liked. Her eyes slowly closed, head back on the cushions, lips parted as her hands balled into imperfect little fists, back arching reflexively. "Close. So close..." It wouldn't take much longer, so long as he didn't back out of his promise.