"So hesitant. You and I both know that if I really wanted to, I could've raped you the second I saw you, and you wouldn't have been able to do a damn thing." He shrugged. "But I don't want to do that love. You see, everything feels much better, to me at least, without all the blood and gore and everything. The willingness adds a certain sweetness to the entire encounter. And besides, I get messy when I don't get what I want and have to get it myself." He grinned widely, wriggling out of his pants. Now clad only in his boxer briefs, his hardness was plainly visible, and was quite large. It was just under too big. When she stopped with her thumbs hooked under the hems of her panties, he simply sighed and grabbed her wrists, forcing her hands down and baring all of her to him. "There. Now, just let me get rid of these and we can get started. No funny business now ya hear?"