Chloe didn't want to hurt her, and the woman was very toned, precome began to pulse noticeably to both but despite the urges of her lover the sorceress knew it was already pushing matters to be as deep as she was, those with swords had an ability to ignore and repress pain. But she needed want to hurt, her being bed-ridden for days is not exactly what would save everyone's life. They needed each other.<br/><br/>Still instincts to drive more from her hips overwhelmed the decision and six fast thrusts sent more of her length into her, far from the hilt but still further than what the sages had recommended on the first time no matter how much fluid was already given.<br/><br/>"Partners bodies need time to adjust, this means days not moments" the same recommendation was drummed into Chloe.<br/><br/>Damn it felt good, Chloe found a balance where her hold didn't have to be at her partners hips but her knees instead and sat up to continue the thrusting on bent legs that resembled a frogs stance.<br/><br/>"yes ... YES"