He gave a low moan at the sensation of her attentive nails scratching along his back. Especially with his nerves were so sensitive after the number of orgasms he'd had, her attentiveness was much appreciated. Goosebumps rippled over his tan skin, his breath warmly cascading along her neck in reaction.<br/><br/>Her question startled him, though he remained still. He did not look to her eyes for fear she would see beyond his words' cover. "I don't think you could displease me if you tried, Layla." He said, nipping at her neck, his softening cock gave a mild move into her to emphasize his message. "No, I am merely trapped within my own head of useless worry. The palace's...predicament...returns to me now that every carnal desire I had has been so delightfully satisfied."<br/><br/>He kissed down her neck to her chin, his eyes closed, feeling his way with his lips, before a knock on the door made his eyes open. "Perhaps we should dress, my dear." He said quietly.