"Is it really such a big deal when I swear?" He lets V kiss his knuckles and smiles at the peaceful expression he wears. This is how he wants V to be: happy and sated. "I can say fuck as many times as you want me to."

He's glad that V was right. He leans in to kiss him again, and what was only meant to be a quick peck turns into two, then three. He's swiping his tongue along V's lower lip before he can really stop himself, hips shifting a little as he idly remembers he's still inside V. When he finally manages to pull himself away, he runs his free hand down V's side and offers up a lazy grin.

"Have I ever told you how good you look like this?" How could Connor resist wanting to go again, honestly?