Keida's voice rumbled against her ear and they danced their twisted dance - the friction between his eagerness and her opening mounting as their bodies intertwined. It was madness, the need he'd managed to build up between her thighs.  All it had taken were a few choice lies and a certain malicious cunning that Keida had seemed to master. She was falling apart at his fingertips, unspooling like a roll of thread that had been pulled and pulled and pulled until there was nothing left.<br/><br/>Her lips trembled at his request. She didn't love Keida, but right now, her body seemed to yearn for him - to lean into his fire-like touch.<br/><br/>Keida's breath was hot against her face and his eagerness prodded insistently at her yearning folds, finally parting them to slide into place against her opening. She could feel his hardness and girth pressing into her tightness, rubbing against her in an attempt to slip past inside and take what she had saved for Cain.  Something about the action weighed heavily on her mind. No, no, no, the last vestiges of her conscience seemed to scream. Yes, yes, yes, her body seemed to answer.<br/><br/>Deceitful lips stopped an inch away from her own, and Haley - lost in a heady haze of pleasure - leaned closer toward him. Her kiss, however, was closed-lip and chaste as she pressed it against his own. It was then that his eager limb finally sought its prize, pushing past her opening to lance into her and bury itself inside. Shocked walls clenched around the sudden invasion, unused to the length and girth of the limb that had entered her once virgin heat. Pain, a hot, burning pain seemed to wash over Haley and her mouth hung open in response as her walls continued to shudder as if to dispel the offending member. She dug her fingernails into Keida's back seeming to forget the kiss he'd offered. If he persisted with his lips, Haley would clumsily reciprocate as she dealt with the sweet misery between her thighs.<br/><br/>"It hurts," she whispered into his collarbone, breathing hot and heavy. The wetness had aided Keida's entrance, but this was her first time and she was struggling to accept his length and size. She could feel him<i> inside </i>her, such a strange feeling that was both terrifying and wonderful all at once.  She leaned her forehead into his chest and waited for the pain to pass. In the back of her mind, a voice told her that she'd betrayed Cain irrevocably.