[Damn right he's fucking her so good. Sure, it's kinda cheating for him to know exactly what she's feeling, but they say all's fair in love and war. And it's not like Jinx is complaining. He may not have a ton of experience overall, but Quentin is good at this, and he knows he's good.]
"Come on, Gorgeous, you're almost there. Just let go."
[And conveniently, her head being thrown back means her neck is completely open and accessible for him, so he latches onto a spot right over her collarbone with his mouth and sucks hard. That's certain to leave a mark, just like she wanted. And because there's no kill like overkill, he curls those fingers, searching for a spot that should help push her over that edge.
... He really shouldn't. He already gave her a hard time for using cheesy lines. It'd be so cliche and dumb. But... he can't resist.]
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"Come on, Gorgeous, you're almost there. Just let go."
[And conveniently, her head being thrown back means her neck is completely open and accessible for him, so he latches onto a spot right over her collarbone with his mouth and sucks hard. That's certain to leave a mark, just like she wanted. And because there's no kill like overkill, he curls those fingers, searching for a spot that should help push her over that edge.
... He really shouldn't. He already gave her a hard time for using cheesy lines. It'd be so cliche and dumb. But... he can't resist.]
"Come for me, J."