It's almost too sweet to be true. The way her name fits in his mouth, the whimper he makes paired with the metallic taste of his blood. She never even considers there's lines here much less ones that shouldn't be crossed. He tells her not to stop so obliges. She sucks and nips at his neck until she can't handle it any longer.

Elektra rests her chin against his shoulder as she catches her breath and moaning. "Frank." It comes out sharp and needy. The harder he goes, the closer to the edge she gets. She shamelessly increases the volume the longer it goes. Her skin is hot and tingly all over. It is only when she actually reaches the edge she manages to form words again, shaky and uneven as her gaze blows out. "Are... you with me?" Her fingernails drag down as she asks. It has to be both of them.