<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Suana Bemesta<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Acting Sitter, Green Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>Galvren Valynar<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Galvren<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 7th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Secluded corner of the garden<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/a<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">"Stop worrying." Suana said, softly, and then she went on to explain. "Even if you bust before the tenth stroke, it would not change anything for me. We would try again later, until the sensation becomes familiar to you to the point where you can do it all without putting so much pressure on yourself. Just do what feels good, my Gaidin, and if you finish before me and want to give me more, there are other ways that you can pleasure me." She truly wanted to take some of the pressure that he put onto himself.<br/><br/>To be honest, she was expecting him to lose his load quite quickly. Her expectations were not high, because she was aware of how demanding that could be for him. She had been there before with her first warder. Back then, at this point, he was warning her that if he so much as breathed in too deeply, or her squeezed only slightly, he was going to climax, right there. So Galvren was already going better when it came to controlling himself than her first experience had been.<br/><br/>The tone of her voice was calm, soothing. She truly meant to reassure him. There was no impatience to be found anywhere, whether it was in her voice, in her features or through the bond. All there was, was the pleasure from the trust, how pleased she was to be intimate with him, the joy of being bonded was still quite intense, and a warm feeling of acceptance. He would not feel disappointment or dissatisfaction from her whether he climaxed in the next thrust, in ten, or in a hundred.<br/><br/>No matter where her focus was set, the pleasure that they both felt was still feeding off one another and she arched her back under him. "Oh light…" She whispered as a thrust brought her that much closer to be put over the edge. His hands on her felt like soothing her skin. They were warm compared to the surrounding air and he would feel a longing for his touch, should his hands leave her skin or a deep appreciation if the contact was not severed.<br/><br/></div>