Siva held the panting and exhausted Rasha in his almost protective like grasp keeping her from falling down onto the bench as she road out her orgasm, his gaze taking in every second of the carnal climax. He gave a slight wiggle to his finger lodged inside of her ash she came to the end of her drawn out moan, he slowly started to withdraw from her dragging his finger down her now extremely sensitive snatch. Wrapping his free arm under hers he hoisted her off his hand that had been teasing at her flesh and held her there like a rag doll for a moment before letting her drop to the bench, a smirk spreading across her face as she lay spent on the wooden seat. "<i>I can't say I have ever seen or heard a woman make noises like that</i>." He jested lightly even if his words were true, shaking his had sending beads of moisture flying into the air and splattering across her naked body. He turned on heel towards the exit of the cell, turning around to look at her for a moment before going to collect the brazier.<br/><br/>Waving his hand over the flame he was about to extinguish he paused, something calling him back yet again to look at the exhausted Satyxis and yet again his mercy bleed through as he let out a sigh. He reached down to either side of the heavy brazier looping his hands into the open bars of the relic, the holy fire spitting soot over his golden gauntlets and blackening his knuckles, lifting it up before turning and taking heavy labored steps into her cell and placing it into the corner. "<i>Just because you are a dog doesn't mean I am going to let you suffer too needlessly.</i>He left the cell once again, this time locking it behind him as he did, her torment for the day finally over. Siva went to the corner of the room collecting the chest and closing the ornate box, rattling its chains as he did before heaving it onto his pauldron. He slowly passed by her cell yet again giving her a glare from his steely gaze from under his helm before swiftly making it to the exit, knocking once before it swung open to accept him, as he left a young sailor came in with a dish of gruel to feed their prisoner.<br/><br/>Siva made his way to drop off the chest in one of the many storage rooms through out the ship, and reaching the nearest one he dropped off his chest to be tended to by the clerk and went on his way. Squeezing past a bunch of sailors he made it to his chamber reaching up to his helm to remove it he was taken back by a scent, taking a deep breath he realized it was her. Her scent clung to his gauntlet and it was in no time had it taken effect on his body, his cock stirring underneath his armour, though there was little he could do. He removed his helm and began the hour long process of removing his armour every moment of it cursing her and the unknown victory she had.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>