Taking in a gasp of air, Zebel felt hopeless to keep a pace with him, with the bad shape and condition of her leg there was only so much she could do. Though it seemed in the moment there was nothing she could do. Her own movements halted as she relaxed against him, for once in her life she was letting the other person do all the work. It seemed to be a rather odd thing for her to do yet... she wasn't much good to anyone when she could barely support her own weight now. relaxing that leg against him Zebel just let the sensations wash through her.<br/><br/>She was hopeless to fight against the rocking of his hips, though did she really want to fight him on that? There was a low moan from her throat as she tilted her head to the side of Keith's neck, brushing her lips in a trail from top to bottom of his neck. Her teeth were lightly grazing the flesh as she pulled her nails back from his neck. She brought them in a light caress over his shoulders and then down his arms now, deciding were to put them. Rather then place them somewhere, they just seemed to roam as she squeezed her thighs around him, letting the pressure build for a second before quickly letting out with a sharp gasp.<br/><br/>That wasn't the brightest thing she had done but... those seconds that passed made it feel as good as anything else. Drawing her head back Zebel moved, pulling back so she fell back to the bed, bringing Keith over the top of her. Her leg protested too much pain for it to remain as they were. Her legs moved to either sides of his, resting that bad one as the other moved to brush up at his side, guiding him as he moved in against her. The way he was so gentle with her was worth more then any amount of words she could think of, and that made him all that much more gentle in her eyes.<br/><br/>"You won't hurt me... I trust you."