His large frame overshadowed her thin, vulnerable human form. The reach of his arm when he leaned over her was easily too much for her to escape from. The grip he’d let go once again resumed its right place around her hair, dictating just where her head was allowed to venture. Making his request clear, the moment she gave in and resumed her meal, he slid his fingers into her heat as if he’d done it a million times - as if she’d welcome such a thing at any time.<br/><br/>The girl made a small attempt to lower herself out of his reach, but all that did was bury his fingers deeper within her depths as his other hand gripped her hair so tightly he would be tugging strands loose from her scalp.<br/><br/>It was her body that relented before the mind did. Betrayed at the most carnal level, she clamped her eyes shut, trying with all her mental fortitude to keep her unknowing body from reacting to his exploratory invasion. Another attempt at pulling away left her with her face in the meal and his fingers pumping her sex experimentally but with the full knowledge of what he was doing to her.<br/><br/>The taut muscles between her hips tightened further around his broad digits, stretching sensitive walls and coaxing the wetness he’d found. “No. Please, don’t.” Her lips and cheek were smeared with sauce and tears formed at the corners of her eyelashes but she wasn’t looking up this time. The words fell into the bowl as body and mind continued to wage their internal battle.<br/><br/>A blush rose across both sets of her cheeks, blood pooled in all her sensitive places, causing the heat to rise for him between her thighs. Her soaked folds gave away who had won and the whimpers that started in her throat said so much all at once. Pleasure swirled with a monumental portion of self-hatred, all at the tips of his learned fingers.