She considers pulling back when Steve tugs at her hair, but all of this is for him, meant to make him feel good, and so she doesn't. There are times when she does and she always appreciates the warning, she's glad he isn't the sort of guy to just come in her mouth without telling her, but then, if he were, they wouldn't be here. They wouldn't be together.

He comes and she closes her eyes, throat working as she swallows, careful with her finger inside of Steve as she draws him through his orgasm. The way he says her name makes her shiver and when it feels like Steve is finished, Maeve pulls back slowly, then wipes her lower lip on her wrist before looking up at him.

"Good?" she asks, grinning. She knows what his answer is going to be.