It was interesting to see how Moire had changed so much in such a short period of time. Little less than an hour ago, she'd been railing against how she didn't want him to even come near her, then she was looking to spar with him, and now she seemed almost let down that she would have to wait until tomorrow for her turn to discover the pleasure that they could offer one another. He offered her a smile as she whispered her acceptance of his decision, and then turned to walk away. He didn't look away from her until she was out of the room, just in case she turned back. He wanted her to feel important to him, but he also needed to make sure their relationship was established properly. She wanted something, and she was being granted it, but there was a price to be paid for that, and while a day's time wasn't so monumental that it would feel like a colossal punishment, it would still feel like a price was paid. Her very walk out of the room was just shy of frustration, stomping away. He would make a point to ensure she enjoyed her experience tomorrow, but for now, she would have to wait.<br/><br/>"Everyone's first time is a little nerve-wracking, Tiffany," he said, smoothing one hand along her bare leg. "That is part of the fun of it. But it's also exciting. Discovering what you like, discovering what others like... do not worry about what you think you are doing wrong. Mistakes are a natural part of learning. Instead, focus on what you think you are doing right. There will be no disappointments here... only pleasure to be shared between three people." He leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to Tiffany's lips. When he pulled back from it, he could see Amisi's lips pressed to Tiffany's breast. A smile crossed his lips as his finger trailed against Amisi's cheek. "I think both you and I are a touch over dressed here, don't you?" He leaned down and pressed his lips to kiss Tiffany's bare stomach, letting his tongue tickle her navel before he slipped off the bed and kicked off his boots, then untied his breeches, pushing them down along with his underpants, sliding them off and setting them in a pile with his tunic, letting the girls see him in his full glory for the first time.<br/><br/>Much of his body was covered in scars, some larger than others, but they didn't detract from his muscular form, his thick cock hanging between his legs, as he moved back onto the bed, to the side of Tiffany, as he brushed a fingertip along Amisi's cheek. "Now you." He took one of Tiffany's hands and moved it to rest on his stomach, just above the waistline, an invitation for her to explore further.