I'll continue to admire you, as I do that. [He teases, not wasting the time entirely. His own clothing needs to be shed and he's not being deliberate. His tunic, slacks, and undergarments all get thrown aside swiftly, no care to where they land. Cleaning up is for later. Clothing, wine, themselves... all can be dealt with in good time.
There's much more he'd normally do, at a moment like this one. He'd take some care to work her up with his hands, his mouth... but there's no need. She's drenched and he's hard and they're both well beyond eager. Everett reaches to spread her legs around his hips and he slides his cock inside her to the hilt.
Falling back in close to her, he kisses her with a moan of pleasure at the sensation, rushed as it was, it's absolutely what he needed about now. For as much pleasure there is in there bond, there's gratitude there too, relief, that sweet feeling of "ah, someone who feels the same as I do". All simple pleasures surrounding the very large pleasure that is fucking a beautiful woman he does so admire.]
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There's much more he'd normally do, at a moment like this one. He'd take some care to work her up with his hands, his mouth... but there's no need. She's drenched and he's hard and they're both well beyond eager. Everett reaches to spread her legs around his hips and he slides his cock inside her to the hilt.
Falling back in close to her, he kisses her with a moan of pleasure at the sensation, rushed as it was, it's absolutely what he needed about now. For as much pleasure there is in there bond, there's gratitude there too, relief, that sweet feeling of "ah, someone who feels the same as I do". All simple pleasures surrounding the very large pleasure that is fucking a beautiful woman he does so admire.]