[ Annie has never held issue with telling Mitchell exactly what she thinks, how she thinks it, or when. And yes, it holds true here, even in this intimate moment. She doesn't stop him because she doesn't want him to. When he stops himself, just short of really touching her, she actually feels a little frustration and impatience, radiating enough of it, that he just might feel it too.]
Yes, [ she murmurs against his temple as his face presses against her shoulder. She lets her fingers curl a bit more in his hair, her voice soft, asking how he feels even if she can easily find the answer herself. She wants to hear him say it.] And you?
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Yes, [ she murmurs against his temple as his face presses against her shoulder. She lets her fingers curl a bit more in his hair, her voice soft, asking how he feels even if she can easily find the answer herself. She wants to hear him say it.] And you?