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Make me, [ he retorts, grinning as his eyes close with the wave of pleasure that comes with Faye’s insistence at wasting no more time. Personally, he doesn’t mind going slow when the moment calls for it, but he did let her take the lead on this, even if Leo is pretty sure he’s won this round.

Well then, if she asks for it, who is he to let her down? Hand tightening on her hips, his movements take on a rougher quality, thrusts going deeper as he pulls down to him to bite her lip. ]

You’re just mad you don't have the upper hand anymore.

[ He can't just dare her to shut him up without still teasing her, after all. ]

You talk... too much. [She manages to get out between panting moans. She braces her hands on either side of his head, rolling her hips in time with his guiding thrusts, causing the impact to strike that much firmer.

Eager to silence him, she leans down to press her mouth to his, the kiss intense and hungry. It's almost a challenge all on its own. But isn't everything with them, in a way?]

[ Fingers curl into her hair as she kisses him, craning his neck to meet her just as fiercely as the intensity grows between them. He groans, muffling the rough sound against her lips, allowing Faye to force him quiet while he revels in the feeling of how she moves against him. Maybe she won that round, Leo thinks absently, but in spite of the growing heat in his groin, he’s determined to hold out, to make sure she’s satisfied first. So he runs his free hand down her thigh, leaving a trail of sparks in his wake. ]

[The sparks make her moan, her hips moving with greater force against him.]

...Fuck. [She mutters as she breaks away from his lips, gasping for breath.] Roll over.

[She says as she moves, wanting to flip their positions for a bit. As much as she likes being in control, she can't deny that she likes the way he moves when he takes over.]

[ For once, he doesn’t respond with words. Leo merely nods, bracing himself as he pants for breath, and flips the both of them so he’s looking down at Faye with a delighted grin on his face. Leo is well aware that she has a thing for someone who can take control, even though she loves to fight for it herself, and he’s more than happy to deliver.

Bonus: the new position gives him some better control over the situation. Whereas Faye was in control before, now he’s free to wrap her leg around his waist and use the leverage to start taking deeper strokes. He lets out a quiet groan, and makes a point to up the sparks for her sake. ]

[She would never admit how much she loves the way he can take control of the situation. And it certainly doesn't help that he can move the both of them to press deeper within her. She gasps as the sparks from his fingers dance over her skin. Her hands reach for his shoulder, nails digging in as she arches up against him.]

Is that all you've got?

[Well, it wouldn't be Faye if she didn't push him.]

[ His breath comes as a sharp hiss as Faye scratches at his shoulder, startling him out of the rhythm he’d set for just a moment. Then his eyes narrow, the corner of his lips quirk, and he lets go. His grip tightens on her hip to brace them both, and suddenly his movements are that much rougher, with Leo making sure to grind his hips against hers so she gets just the right amount of extra stimulation. ]

There’s more where that comes from, [ he tells her, voice heavy with the effort to keep going. But no, he’s not done yet. There’s at least one more thing he can do, just to get a reaction out of her - so he dials up his power for a moment, just a quick burst, and lets his fire dance across her skin. ]

[It's exactly what she needs to fall over that edge. He's always so good at knowing how to push her to that peak in just the right way. It's the reason she always comes back for more. Her body tenses, a sharp cry flying from her lips as her hips lift in a more erratic pattern to ride it out. A string of curses and his name intermingled escape her as she experiences what may be the most intense orgasm of her life.

Good job, Leo.]

[ And of course, Leo ends up tumbling over the edge with her, drawing a long, rough groan from him as they ride out the waves. And once the feeling starts to fade, he has the audacity to start laughing from where he’s buried his face in Faye’s neck.

When he pulls back, it’s to reveal sparkling eyes and a smug grin. ]

So, what was that about not being able to handle you?

[She gets to enjoy that feeling for a whole five seconds before he starts laughing at her. Ugh. How dare. Scowling, Faye gives him a shove to roll him off of her. It's not...really that strong, though. She's not really trying.]

You really need to work on your pillow talk, Valdez.

[Not that she's any better.]

[ He laughs again, completely unperturbed as he rolls to lie on his back. ]

You like it, [ Leo retorts, waggling his eyebrows at her. ]

[She does. She likes it quite a bit. She likes him, but she's bad with feelings. So instead of answering, she just curls on her side, rolling towards him and tucks her chin on his shoulder.]

Are you staying tonight? [She had told him before that she has the house to herself, but him staying wasn't a given. She tries to make the question sound flippant, but she can't manage to hide that yeah, she hopes he will.]

Do you want me to?

[ Because he’d like to, but he won’t if she says no. There’s plenty of other things he could do, if he has to. ]

[She gives a noncommittal sort of shrug, but at the same time moves her arm to drape over him. She totally doesn't care. Totally.]

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