Her voice escaped as she arched her back down, shoulders drawing back and together as his nails slowly raked down either side of her spine. Her fingers pressed into the wall, an she shuddered around him, her inner muscles clutching to him, her back arched down into a deep u-shape. "Roe... please..." She whispered, knees shaking slightly. She wouldn't be able to keep up with him for long, but she would hold out as long as she could. She loved the feeling of being bent over before him, his marks stinging lightly with the water, filled, possessed by him, there for his pleasure. She wanted to be his pleasure.