Gra'ak smiled down at her knowing well it was going to be a slow decent but also the fact that dry as he was he could not enter her without proper lubrication. She had to be ready to accept him. It was why he changed positions. He gently rubs her beautifully toned stomach with his left hand and her navel felt his thumb graze her, running along the rim. His right hand reached up gently kneading her breasts. He yearned to use his bare hand but his gauntlets would take too much time to remove as it is.<br/><br/>He deeply inhaled her scent of sweat and nature before whispering to her<strong>"Don't fret. Take your time in preparing me... I won't break you with it."</strong>He said trying to reassure her though most ladies that got this far with him might lose their nerve and then would come the cold bath later on. All the same he continued this dance of foreplay, the tip of his cock pressing to her clitoris before it strayed from there to where the head firmly traces along her pubic mound. His hands now both reached upwards to her breasts slowly massaging them with his palms and squeezing them with his fingers. She could feel the strength of his muscles through them and how he treated her as delicate as glass in warming her up.