This is weird. Wonderful, undeniably, but the indulgence is reined in by his inherent need to be more involved than he is. Sweeney wants to push, but her knees make it a futile effort. The frustration makes him want to yank her up and toss her on the bed to claim her. He tries to keep his focus and will, but it's difficult. Especially when she's doing...that.

He works to busy himself with clawing and pulling and trying to shove her down while he kisses her hard. Sweeney's not great at finding a middle ground when fucking is involved.

"Good ya found me." He presses the words hotly against her lips.