She would have to accept that answer, even if it would be unsatisfying. She probably had quirks just as he did, that she couldn't explain as easily too. Although with him guiding her at a faster pace. Maybe his love of her assertiveness was like how she loved it when he let himself go wild, no longer holding back with her. She wanted him to be his truest self -- and apparently that meant making her scream his name every time they were intimate.

No downsides to this. At. All. Her moans mingled with his as she moved with him, all but burying herself into him as she called his name the way she knew he liked most, the two of them charging headlong to their peak.