"So're you," Annie whispered, sliding her other arm around his neck and just pressing as close as she could while still having enough room to rock in his lap. "We're so great together."

Even if they had no patience, and couldn't keep their hands off each other, and generally couldn't be trusted to be left alone in a private enclosed space together and not have sex in it -- all of those factors added up to them being pretty damn good at this, regardless of the circumstances.

And those whispers were already kind of pushing it for how cautious Annie felt like she needed to be, but you know. Luck was meant to be pressed. "Pull my hair a little."

Look, he liked it so much, and here Annie was with even more hair to play with. Of course she was curious.