[arching into the first slap, and then the second, her breath hissing as she felt it more with each strike, felicity takes pride in the way his mouth curves into that smirk. it means he's enjoying it as much as she is and she bites her lower lip as she rolls her hips into his lap.]

I like having you this deep inside me.

[she's a little breathless; the exertion and the way he's putting his hands on her... it all combines to arouse her to this point, where she can barely speak without panting.] I like the way you touch me. I love it when you look at me like that, like I'm the thing you want most right now.

[her nails go to his stomach and she digs in - not enough to leave marks, but enough for him to know she could if she wanted to.]