"I will," Steve assures her, nodding as she does. His hair spills over his forehead and he flicks it away, breathing in as he carefully pulls back and then sinks in again with a slow exhale that turns into a stuttering moan. It feels similar enough but so, so tight, and Steve ducks his head to press his face into her neck, panting against her skin as he rubs slow circles around her clit.

His fingertips slide down over her cunt and up again, but he doesn't press them into her. That might be too much stimulation, so he'll wait and see if she asks for it. For now, he just keeps up a slow, steady rhythm, grunting under his breath at the vice-like grip of her body, molten hot around his bare cock.

"This isn't gonna take too long," he rasps out, chuckling under his breath and turning to press messy kisses to her jaw, panting against her skin as he sinks in deep. "God, you're just-- you're the fucking best."