She moans too, burying her face agaist his neck as she tries to stop a torrent of pleading from spilling out of her because she knows that he can't and she doesn't want to make him feel bad for it but by god her entire being is screaming "just do it" right now, because most of her rational self has been tucked away somewhere deep inside.

"Yes."

She is shivering under him, trying to stay still, waiting for him to move again.

"Fuck, Bruce..."