Her touch was soft, and he indeed might be hurt, but her words were true. " Yes, I know, but none as skilled as you in bed." He added, both for her, and truth perhaps. Maybe he would find someone to be just his. A virgin, yes, he would look. But for tonight it was them. And he would see her well pleased, and him aswell.<br/><br/>He loved her touches, and his muscles seemed to dance to them. He moved the armor from her hands, and picked her up in his arms, " When I place you on the bed, Play with yourself I want to see you do so."