A part of Ylrid was rather surprised by Eira's actions, she had seemed the type to want romance, but who was he to argue with a bit of rushed play. The instinct and drive inside, the dragon inside did drive a lot of cravings. He knew that all to well, but he had also learned to control many urges that came with that. Much of the control was due to the same people he hated, but that was the past and hopefully Eira was his future. With her he was beginning to learn that nothing was what it seemed and her mind was more fickle than a cat. They had communication to work on, that was undeniable, but they also had a chemistry that could not be denied either.<br/><br/>"Of course," he responded to her words about being ready and his hand that she was moving snatched her wrist and pinned it above her head as their lips crashed together in heated passion. Using his other hand Ylrid guided the tip of his hardened cock to her slick opening, teasing it slightly with a smirk on his lips, it also helped to lubricate the tip before pressing further. Of course he had no intentions about being gentle either, she had said she was ready, and he was hungry. Ylrid took this as the green light to let go, and thus he did, nerve endings tingled and sent a shockwave of pleasure through his spine as he began to penetrate, she was tight around him, there was no doubt about that.<br/><br/>As the tip made it in Ylrid thrust hard, grunting in the process as he bucked forward and then started pumping rhythmically at a moderate to fast pace. It wasn't that he wanted to finish too soon, but he had the stamina to go for a while if that is what it would take to please the lady. "Mmmmm, you feel so good," he grunted through gritted teeth while breathing heavily. He loved every moment that came with it, the feeling was amazing, each thrust filled his nerves with delight, his mind with happiness, and he hoped she was experiencing similar joy.