He tuts, and rolls his eyes theatrically. And then slides his hands underneath her, and just puts her where he wants her.

'Yes, facin' away from me.'

He's already shucking his briefs, flinging them away randomly, and pressing himself along her back. He has to negotiate her hair out of the way before he can kiss her neck, but it doesn't take long.

And there's nothing more he'd like in the world than to just take her, but it's not really option, and he's trying his best to take it easy.

'Jus' relax.'