He gave a sharp gasp of his own feeling her push herself onto his erection. He felt his sword of unforgiving flesh penetrate deeper into her folds like a serpent finding some place warm during the night to hide inside. He blushed deeply his hands resting upon her hips. Inch by inch she took him in and he ached with needs inside of her. Her folds were incredibly tight around him and felt like that she could hold him in place like this if she chose to. Breathing slowly he enjoys the sensations that come with it. His cock pulsing slowly like a second heart inside of her as the tip rested against her back walls.<br/><br/>She had taken him as far as her body would allow more then likely and he smiled<strong>"Slow... I won't disappear now."</strong>He hadn't broken her and it excited him to know she could handle him like this. He began pulling out, his erection slick with her honey. Gradually they would establish a rhythm together now in full copulation of their newfound relation of master and slave, knight and ward. His appreciation was made known by a warm embrace his arms wrapped around her stomach protectively her breasts held up slightly by the forearm. Holding himself still save for his hips, he would allow her to decide what she could manage and what she could not.