Her small fingers dug into the bare muscle of his shoulders, part of her brain marveling at how his flesh was only very little softer than the terrible armor he'd covered it with.<br/><br/>His hands pulled at her hips, forcing her to loosen the grip of her legs to let her sex glide upon his thick staff, and she bit her lip to restrain a soft whimper at the pure size of him as he moved within her slight form. "I..." she managed to get out, wanting to be as willing as she'd promised, but not wanting to lie - not wanting to say he felt -good- within her. "...thank you."