Her expression shifts, breaks for just a moment at the turn of his energy towards her. Maybe if he's paying attention, he'll see that she's not playing him. She's deadly serious. She has so much on the line here, so much to lose, and she's trying very hard not to let that show.

She groans as she hits the wall, returning that kiss with a ferocity of desire he's never felt from anyone in this life.

One hand fists in his hair while the other keeps moving on his cock, trapped between them, pressed against her hard stomach, the water slicking their way. Love doesn't need a hot mouth or a tight pussy. One hand, one sure and strong hand is enough.