Daruis chuckled happily, sighing out a soft but pleased moan, it had been far too long since he had sought out this particular branch of exploration. he shuddered softly as he felt the cool metal run along his length smirking softly as he closed his eyes, slowly tugging his robes from his frame. exposing his broad shoulders, wide chest, heavy muscle mass and collection of scars. the purple and white robe would flutter to the floor,  one hand holding himself just mere inches above her, while the other slipped down to return her touches. his large fingers tracing along her slit, applying a firm pressure to her clit before rubbing it between two finger tips. his lips would find the side of her neck, his teeth biting down playfully he made sure to suppress the Becther Glads within his lower lip. the poison had a tendency to blind on contact, and if left for too long on flesh it would start to burn through it.<br/><br/>the cold metal of the input jacks for his connection to his armor would brush softly against her skin as he gently ground his larger body against her, slowly starting to slip his middle finger into her slit to explore her inner walls with an almost rehearsed perfection, for each time they had coupled, he remembered each of her sweet spots. with perfect timing and placement his fingers would stir within her, hitting the places to cause the most reaction, to have her singing that sweet song of ecstasy. with a soft pop he would let the side of her neck go, leaving a deep purple and blue love mark upon her neck, he would spend a moment to enjoy the sight of the mark upon her neck, then he would start to kiss down along her flesh. his teeth giving her collar bone a harsh yet controlled love bite, this his mouth would be upon one of her nipples, suckling firmly as he continued to work her inner walls with his middle finger. drawing his hand back and forth quickly, letting his thumb pop against her clit with each motion of his wrist.<br/><br/>slowly Darvius would lower down to an elbow, supporting himself why freeing his other hand for use. his newly freed hand would slip up and begin to stroke her other breast while he continued to nurse on her nipple. slowly he would slip his ring finger into her to add to the pressure and sensation he was giving to her. he would swirl his tongue around her nipple before letting go with a wet smack, licking his lips he would glance into her eyes a playful glint in them, something he would only give to her "are you sure you can fit me into you Avorn, you seem just too small...". his words where a jest, and a challenge one that he would give to her only when he was thoroughly excited. the only other time he had been like this was after they had coupled after purging a rat's nest of cultists, his armor slick in gore, his twin hearts beating. for him sex and killing his enemies gave just about the same rush, but when he was doing one after the other, his "high" was only amplified. by the throne he prayed they would be slaying some cultists within the next few hours, or at least some time on the gun range to hear the roar of his weapons.<br/><br/>smirking softly he would slid his fingers from within her slit, and roll them over so she was in his lap, her legs spread eagle over his hips as both hands grasped her rear end, grinding her against her power fist and his length as he leaned back against the head board, looking into her eyes deeply, they gleamed with just about the same level of deviousness as her own. he smiled and let her enjoy her place, waiting for the moment she freed his length from her power fist and either took him, or foolishly gave him half the chance to slip up into her.