Axle certainly did not need to say a word. The commanding look in his eye as he placed her hands above her head was more than sufficient for her to understand and oblige. He was most definitely a man of the military. Nalia found herself chewing on her bottom lip again as he let go of her wrists. She watched as he indulged in her breasts. It was a pleasant sensation, but admittedly not the most sensitive of areas on her body. She did, however, let out a smaller gasp when his tongue gave a bit of attention to the small nub.<br/><br/>As he moved his way downwards, her mind began buzzing with what else he might do. It went in a thousand different directions, many of which involved exactly what he proceeded to: finish undressing her. She watched him take a moment to appreciate her body, something she was certain she’d never be accustomed to, but could, and would, happily reciprocate as she drunk in the sight of his body as well. All she could do was inhale deeply, trying to calm her erratic heartbeat.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, there was no calming her down. Her bottom lip quivered as her teeth let it go once again, but this time to allow another gasp to sound through them. His touch tickled her inner thighs, causing them to shiver beneath his hands. But the trembling replaced with a sudden twitch of her hips as she felt his tongue meet somewhere far more sensitive than where else it had been thus far. Her eyes stayed trained on his, his look sending another shiver through her. Her chest rose and fell with a higher frequency as her breath quickened, her mouth agape. Her eyebrows were knit together, giving away a look of complete helplessness, as she would be fully drowned in the pleasure he would provide.