He had, and she didn't need words right now to know that he had meant it.

The change in pace caused Yurika to moan happily, and her second leg drew up to join its fellow in wrapping around his hips. One hand hand found its way back up into his hair to cradle his head, and her fingers kept clenching slightly as they moved together. Faster was fine and perfect and wonderful, and if she could manage anything beyond whimpers and moans, she would tell him so.