This was far from the first time Tarrok had seen a naked woman. Laid his hands on most of them, too, but none of them mattered much to him. He'd seen women stronger than she might ever hope to match. Curvier, with endowments that dwarfed hers. A rainbow of features and colors more exotic than just a tail and oddly placed ears.<br/><br/>None of them held a candle to Aiko.<br/><br/>Gently, he reached out to take her hands. Was that his heart beat hammering away at his throat? Yeah, pretty sure that was it pounding away down their. He let his fingers tangle with hers, trying to figure out how this was going to work. Before, all he'd done was tear off anything in his way and get to work. Aiko deserved a little more.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040FF">"Alright, then. Before we get started, lets just... lay down some ground rules."</span>Tarrok measured his tone carefully.<span style="color: #0040FF">"I'm okay if you want to get physical. Hitting, clawing and so on, don't hold back. I won't try and go too much too fast, unless you want me to. If I do step over the line, just say... just say Safeword, alright? I'll stop. No questions, no delay. This is all for you, okay?"</span>