Annie hummed an agreement, shifting a little restlessly on her knees just because his reactions were like the hottest thing on the planet to her. That hand in her hair was doing a lot for her, and as usual, so was Diego's gentleness. (Particularly in contrast to how play-rough she was being with him.)

And thus, to that end, she pulled her mouth away just long enough to murmur, "You're not gonna move, right?" before moving the hand she was using to keep him in place away...to start working on her own pants.

Look, she could multitask.