He doesn't answer her, rage and confusion, anger and lust all boiling inside of him as he grabs roughly at her legs and pushes her back against the wall. With all his strength, he hoists them up so they're around his hips, making her trapped against him, letting her feel the growing urgency between his legs.

"Shut up." He growls low, biting at her neck almost hard enough to draw blood.
"Ain't supposed to do this." But he does it anyway, rolling his hips forwards and biting at her lower lip. Fuck her. Fuck her for being so damn confusing.