[Maybe it is cocky, and not usually something Harrison would say—he's cocky, just not about how good he is in bed—but this is Gwen, and it's the kind of thing she likes to hear, and it turns out it's the kind of thing he likes saying to her. The end of it gets cut off by the kiss, and he groans quietly as she rolls her hips against his. It isn't enough, not nearly, and she knows it.
Luckily he doesn't need to wait much longer before she's picking up the pace as well as she can, and now it's his turn to tighten his hands on her waist and shift, bracing his feet on the floor so he can push up and meet her thrusts. They might not be able to get much more aggressive than this, not without risking the integrity of the chair, but god, just this much more already has his breath coming faster.] Good, like that, you always feel so good...
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Luckily he doesn't need to wait much longer before she's picking up the pace as well as she can, and now it's his turn to tighten his hands on her waist and shift, bracing his feet on the floor so he can push up and meet her thrusts. They might not be able to get much more aggressive than this, not without risking the integrity of the chair, but god, just this much more already has his breath coming faster.] Good, like that, you always feel so good...