"My pleasure," Annie mumbled, distracted by that hip movement. Part of her wanted to caution him to be careful, but she also knew perfectly well that Diego knew his own pain tolerance, and if he wasn't okay, he'd say so.

Also, she was honestly kind of impressed he was up for this at all after being stabbed like...hours ago. Amazing. She was so fucking lucky in so many ways.

She rolled her hips down against his, teasing and light for now. "I'm kinda curious about your beard," she admitted softly, one hand leaving his hair in favor of threading lightly through said beard again.