Jesus, that was hotter than Annie had anticipated.

She was right behind him, though without the benefit of someone's hand over her mouth Annie was left burying her face against Diego's neck again and shaking violently with the effort of not making any noise as she came -- though, quiet as she managed to be, the lights and her eyes themselves still both gave an answering, distinct buzz.

As soon as she was both able, her hand moved from Diego's mouth to cup his cheek, her thumb lightly brushing along his jaw. Not something she was particularly inclined to do every time, but what an elegant (half) solution to their loudness problem!