She tried not to make a face as he sat her down on the bed, though it was too difficult to keep a straight face. "Not too bad, Amron," she repeated again more loftily, the glint in her eyes and the flirtatious way she licked her lips removing any doubt that she might not have enjoyed it. "I might do it again if you asked, of course... nicely."<br/><br/>Her gaze followed to where he grabbed the pillow and slid it behind her, and she tried not to resist too much as he pressed back against her shoulders, letting herself fall into the bed with him above her. It left her vulnerable - a position she didn't usually like - but she pulled her legs away from the edge so her knees were lifted, relaxed to one side as his hands cupped her breasts again. She wanted to put up a mock protest and tease, but foun d no glib words at the edge of her tongue; his matter-of-fact orders left her feeling warm and pliant.<br/><br/>She whimpered when he pinched her nipples, trying not to squirm. "Are you sure you want a snack before breakfast? It might be rather pointless if you become full before the main course," she said teasingly. There wasn't as much pressure on the brand as she thought there would be; pain, of a certainty, but it was very bearable, especially surrounded and edged with so much pleasure and so much of her arousal.  Lhurriel let her knees drift apart, baring herself to him; when he moved closer to her, he would be able to see how wet she'd gotten just from using her mouth to pleasure him.