His concern was quite touching,  but her nervousness had long since given way to anticipation and she was finding herself able to enjoy this encounter between them despite their inexperience. Gamen was everything she had ever dreamed that a lover would be and his gentleness towards her was something she remembered from their childhood, the boy who had crushed so obviously and somehow never realized that he failed to hide his affections. It caused amusement to shimmer in her eyes when she remembered and thinking about it caused her to wonder; were those feelings still present? Was that the reason he was fighting to keep control of his urges for her sake?<br/>She felt her breath caught when he was suddenly looming above her, their hands still clasped together as if they were afraid to let go. He was indeed magnificent. The power of his body was flowing into hers simply at the intimacy of her contact, causing the same light tingling sensation she had felt when her mouth had engulfed his member in its wetness before her unfortunate choking fit. Sylvia knew that it was a sign of her excitement and if he were to touch her their again, she would find herself once more riding on the waves of pleasure. But his intention was obvious when she felt the tip of his erection slipping passed the outer lips of her entrance, his words reaching her ears in time for her mind to process what was about to happen.<br/><br/>Her mother had told her that there would be a few moments of pain when her innocence was taken, that her body would tense up from the strange intrusion and her first instinct would be to try and be rid of it. Did that mean she would try and do something to harm Gamen if her body refused to accept him?  Would it mean their mating was rejected by the ancients? She inwardly cringed at the thought, but managed to keep her emotions and thinking as positive as possible. No, they would be together and nothing bad was going to happen. Her body would accept him as her heart already had, and she would wear his mark of mating with pride. But the need for some type of warning was still in place and she decided it best to at least make him aware of what might happen.<br/><br/>“Move birk. Mobi geou qe loerchik, shar coi shilta ti qe letocloa.” Came the softly murmured words that spilled from her lips as she finally released his hand, reaching up to gently caress his shoulders and finally following his last instruction to count. “One, two, three...”<br/><br/>Without warning, Sylvia moved her hips slightly and rocked against him. She didn’t use enough force or allow the penetration deep enough to break through her virgins wall, but she made the movement slight enough to let him know she was ready and allowed a gasp of pleasure to escape her in the process.<br/>“si jahus krathin ihk nomeno vi drong tairais ago.”<br/><br/>====================================<br/>( "Move slow. There will be pain, but it cannot be helped.")<br/>( "I was ready for this a long time ago.")<br/>