Her question has his heart rate moving and he's nodding before he even fully processes it. His gaze is dark and heavy as it focuses on hers, and just as they lock eyes he finally slides inside her. Intimacy like this often takes him away from the moment, but not now, with her. With Elektra here in his arms, she's all he can think about, it anchors him to the present in a sobering way that's somehow comforting. Frank could almost forget how screwed up they both are as his ability to think deeply grows thinner. His breathing is ragged already against her face, but he wants her to move first and set their pace.