So careful Lessard was. It made River hope he was but being careful to find his limits... ...and pass them some day. Did he actually have limits? It wasn't as if anyone had ever found them. Then again, had anyone ever really went so far as to look for them? In River's mind whores tended to but do their job within the boundaries what most clients thought to be safe.<br/>Of course there were some limits. If his face or hands got scarred up, he better thing twice to come back to the family. Pretty boy like him with scars would raise quite a few brows and would influence the business negatively.<br/>Right now, though, River couldn't care less for the family business. If Lessard did scar him in a place that could not be covered up with clothing, he wouldn't say a thing about it. Even if the family would rain down on him when he returned.<br/><br/>A quiet "Ah..," escaped him when the man suddenly added a second finger, back curving slightly. It wasn't enough any more, though. Even if the boy writhed on the sheets, pressed back at the man's hand, he needed more, wanted more. The words Lessard spoke were actually relieving River. He didn't have to say another word ; his body spoke for him. Good. It was as if he had to guide otherwise, and he sure as hell didn't want to guide this man. He wanted to guided, taken, dominated.<br/><br/><em>"Whenever you lay with anyone else... You will think of me."</em><br/><br/>He wasn't quite sure if it were the words or the pressure against his opening or how he was spread and how Lessard looked at him, but something made him shudder while eyes opened halfway to look up at him. There wasn't any time, though, to comment in any verbal manner, though his lips did part for words, but only gave room for a drawn out moan.<br/>Of course there was pain, but it was nothing compared to the feeling of getting stretched, opened and filled. Lessard didn't even give him time to adjust, but forced into him fully in one go.<br/>The tremble that had ran through broke into tiny shocks. Briefly he craved to wrap his legs around the man's waist and pull him against him closer still.<br/><br/><em>"Whenever you lay with anyone else... You will think of me."</em><br/><em>Yes..</em>