An uneven slip of heel against the smooth porcelain of the tub has Sookie's gaze quickly rising to Kisuke's expression, surprised by the tautness of his cheeks and the effort in his locked jaw. Had it not been for what he shared earlier with her, about there being pleasure in the restraint and denial, she might have worried. It's not long before he's peppering her with kisses and soft murmurs, and Sookie can only laugh breathlessly in response, almost purring where her body presses flush against Kisuke's.

Curiosity gets the better of her before long, though, and with the throbbing still sharp lower in her body, Sookie leans forward with renewed effort, sucking sharply at Kisuke's fluttering pulse point as she picks up pace, lifting herself slowly before quickly taking Kisuke in again.

If denial really is that enjoyable, she imagines he can handle this much.