[ That noise after his question like the words dragged it out of her ignites the feeling already running through his veins more than when she'd given herself over to his touch alone. Claude has to swallow back his own need when his focus stays on Hilda and altering each movement to tailor it to each reaction. His name on her lips as her hips jerk again as he keeps his fingers moving nearly erases the thoughts from his mind despite his resolve from seconds ago, and same for the sight of her beneath him as he sits up enough to watch her resisting an edge he's working her carefully towards. Ready to bring her over it right then and there, in fact, but then there's another option she's just presented him with. ]

No? Well, if you'd rather wait...

[ Slowing it down for just a very impatient minute is valid, right? A couple more strokes of her clit and then he withdraws his hand from her underwear and with a smirk that says he knows that's exactly what she wasn't asking for. Before she protests - with any luck - he leans down to kiss her deeply before catching her bottom lip between his teeth when he breaks it. Not long enough for his liking, but: the whole point of being difficult was with something else in mind as he reaches for her nightgown with the intent of finally taking it off her. ]

If I have to earn it, then I want back between your thighs. I'm sure I can think of something that'll count as later instead of now.