Her breath hitched at his words.

Inside me?

She didn't think he'd thought so far ahead to want to be inside her.

"What's wrong?" Hellboy asked, detecting a small shift in her.

"Nothing's wrong. I just never thought you'd want to do that," She shook her head in reply.

"Inside you, you mean?" He asked in clarification. When she nodded, he grinned. "Of course. I want to know what you feel like inside. Was that too much to hear?"

She shook her head. She loved that he kept checking with her and how she felt about all this. "Why would you want to do that?"

He cocked his head in confusion. Why would she ask something like that? The question swirled around in his head.

"Why not? You're beautiful and I like you," He said. She flushed and her hands grazed down from his shoulder across his chest and stopped at his toned stomach. "No one's ever told you, have they?"

She picked at his shirt, "Told me what?"

He gripped the back of her neck forcing her to look up at him. "That you're beautiful."

She started to shake her head, but he stopped her. "Don't. Don't try to deny it. Trust me."

She nodded as she gave a small smile. He ran his hand through her hair as his other hand, the stoned one, moved from her head to her back.

"Do you want to stop?" He asked her. He wasn't sure if she still wanted this.

She thought for a moment, "Yes."

Hellboy mentally sighed, disappointed. He really wanted to keep going.

"And…No."

He was surprised. "Sorry?"

She attempted to explain. "I don't want to go as far as…you inside me. I'm not ready for that part yet. I want it of course but…not yet."

He nodded, encouraging her. "Okay. I can do that. I can wait. I'd rather you be ready than not. I don't want to force you."

"You haven't forced me at all," She said. "You've been so sweet to keep asking me throughout this…checking in to make sure I'm good. Thank you for that."

He gave her a little peck on the lips, "Of course."

She palmed his cheek and he turned to kiss the inside of her hand. She smiled at the sweet gesture.

"So, if you're not ready to stop…what do you want to do?"

She hesitated, "I don't want to finish this without ending it."

"Okay…I'm not sure what you mean."

"I mean I don't want to leave this without the thing."

He cocked his head, "The thing?"

"You know," She said as she pulled her hands up and mimed an explosion with sound effects.

He laughed, enjoying the way she described what she wanted. "You want to be satisfied first?"

"Is that how you say it?" She asked. "I know the books had a proper term for it."

He nodded, "I'm sure all the books do." He leaned forwards by her ear again. "You want an orgasm?"

His breath tickled her ear and she moved away with a giggle.

"Yes, that," She said.

He started rubbing lightly on her back with his rough fingers, up and down on her spine. "How would you want me to do that?"

She was at a loss for words. Her mouth opened and closed, and she shrugged her shoulders.

"How am I supposed to do that if you can't say it?" He asked.

"I don't know! The books have a lot of information and pictures, there's so many that I'd want to try," She exclaimed in reply.

"Damn…what kind of book do you have woman? Pictures?"

She laughed.

"How bout this?" He spoke. "Why don't you tell me what you liked most about what we did then we can go from there?"

"I liked everything," She stated.

"Of course, you did," He said. "I'm asking what you liked the most?"

"Uhh..." She said then shrugged her shoulders.

This woman is killing me.

"Did you like the way I kiss your mouth?" He pressed his lips against hers and they kissed for a moment. Then he pulled back. She nodded her head, but he could tell it wasn't what she wanted. "How about the way I kiss your neck?" He went down and kissed her neck. "And bite it?" He gave a quick nip and she lightly squealed.

"I liked it all…" She whispered.

"How about this?" He said as he pulled a muscle and his hard member jumped against her core.

She jumped in surprise, "That! Definitely that!"

He smiled against her throat. Her reaction was funny to him. He pressed another kiss then pulled back. "You like the way I press against you?" He asked as he did it again.

She nodded furiously. "How do you want me to do that then? What does your book tell you?"

"I don't know?"

"Did you forget?"

Her mind was in shambles just from feeling him against her core. She didn't forget. She just couldn't think. "Could you stop for a moment? So, I can think?"

He laughed and gave one more jerk. She pointedly eyed him. He schooled his face into a mask of innocence. Instead of giving her more jerks down below, he simply rubbed her back again. He didn't realize he had stopped earlier. He liked the feel of her spine.

"Umm," She began. "Okay…there's obviously a few. There's hands and…well…you know."

"And what?" He asked, prompting her to say more. "You gotta say the words or you won't be getting it."

"Oh fuck…" she said in exasperation.

He grinned. He liked her swearing. It seemed so un-angelic of her. "How 'bout you repeat after me?"

"Repeat after you?"

He nodded with a hum, "Hmm-hmm."

Then he leaned down by her ear again. "Penis."

"Penis…"

"Dick."

His hand squeezed her neck then went down her shoulder and arm.

"Dick…"

He kept moving his hand down until it rested on her thigh. That was an area he hadn't touch. He squeezed it as he said the next word.

"Cock."

His fingers slipped between them, and slowly inching close to her core. Her breath dipped in and out as she focused on his words.

"…Cock."

As soon as she said the word, he stopped rubbing her back, then went up to grip her neck so she wouldn't fall back. Then his other hand, the one that was dangerously close to her wet mound, pulled back and slipped under her bottom. Then he lifted her and twisted. She squealed at the unexpected motion then flopped onto the bed. He leaned over her, his heavy body barely on top of her, careful to not squish her. His hand slipped from her neck and settled on the bed beside her head.

"All good?" He whispered against her lips.

"Y-yeah. All good," she whispered. What he had done was so hot that she had a rush of heat causing pressure, good pressure, against her core.

He kissed her hard then pulled back. Her lips here turning red from the pressure. "What did your book call this pressure you want?"