She didn't need to tell him twice. Or even once, actually, because he kept going. By this point his hips were thrusting into his hands, cock appearing and disappearing in between Flick's fingers.

He moaned a bit and shut his eyes, head pushing back against her pillow. "Something sweet. Say something sweet to me. Please?"

He sounded small and a little vulnerable there because he just wanted to hear something nice and warm while he did this. Just a random urge that his heart had that couldn't be stopped.