Gauthiant would admit that besides the sheer enjoyment of doing this at the moment, it was also amusing to watch Fran weakly struggle, seemingly trying to break free yet horribly failing as her efforts were continually interrupted, either by him or by Rydia. Not that he was going to complain at the moment, and he had the feeling that, for all apparent protests, she wouldn't either. At least, if the way her body was reacting was any indication, and she hadn't exactly been reluctant beforehand.<br/><br/>Actually, it seemed that Rydia was a bit more than he expected, alerted by the hand grazing along the bottom of his member. He had expected as much, but it seemed he was right to follow this course of action as she played Fran like a fiddle, sending the dark skinned archer alight, if the way her walls clamped down on his length was any indication of that.<br/><br/>He forced himself onward, grunts escaping as his firm hold perpetuated itself, riding through the tight clamps even as his own member throbbed in growing desire, still somewhat sensitive from earlier, to be suddenly subjected to her climax as her sex clamped down around his length, trying to draw out what it could. Nonetheless he did his best to resist it for as long as he could, even she shifted into a full on kiss with Rydia, leaving him to go on. He managed as best he could, but soon enough he was at his rope, a few more forceful thrusts before he came as well.