"Alright," he murmured, working her through it, one hand braced against her shoulder as she nearly lurched out of his lap. She pulled away from him and he blinked, a bit dazed, watching as she rearranged herself to sit astride his lap. He drew in a shuddering breath, fumbling to push aside the elastic of his waistband, his cock springing out and slapping against his belly in a way that might've been comical at any other moment.

Taking himself in hand, he rubbed himself against her still slick folds, guiding her down onto his lap with one hand braced against her hip. "Rey."