[Credence doesn't understand, but he gets the feeling that Graves will help him to over time. If not tonight, then soon - eventually. He doesn't know how he knows this, but he does. They've only just met, only just been married, but Credence already understands that this is different. He can have a life here, be treated well, have a husband that is gentle at least sometimes during sex. He isn't so swayed that he believes it will last forever or be in all situations, but he wants it to be.]

I am?

[He already wants to and he doesn't really know what all that entails.]

No one has done that before. It's.. obscene. [Credence gasps.] I like it so much.

[He's not sure what words to say. The way Graves talks makes him feel filthy, makes his cock ache, pulse in the warm grip surrounding it. He feels desperate, all of the sudden, as if he needs to beg and he wants to beg. He has to. He doesn't want this to last the whole night. He wants it right now.]

Can you.. please. I don't want to wait. I want to know what that feels like right now. Please don't make me wait. [He shifts on the bed, squeezes his thighs, digs his fingernails in.] F-fuck me. Please. I want you to.

Tell me what to say and I'll say it.