Bod didn't mind if she was loud or quiet or a combination of both. He liked all iterations when it came to her. Bod slipped one arm around her, fingers splayed against her lower back so he could hold her close and keep his strokes short and sharp for the moment.

Any attempts at a slow pace got thrown out though because as soon as he heard her moan and pushed back inside her again, he couldn't stop himself from thrusting faster and harder.