<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"Welll? You still haven't done what I asked... Are you new at this?"</i></span><br/><br/>Thuren smirks, his muscles tensing as he feels the blade against his throat, and tensing more as she bites into his nipple.. His pelvis begins to buck slightly, rubbing his eager cock up and down against her haunches, although his throat remains in place, not moving against the dagger more than the tiniest bit. The agile, well-muscled human's heart has started to race, sweating heavily where she straddles him, excited by how charmingly dangerous this has all turned.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"You do realize that as long as I'm held down like this, you aren't getting the pounding you've been waiting for, right? As lovely as this is, I promise to give you exactly what you've been asking for once you let me up..."</i></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>