"Mhm," Luneth nodded, "But what man could listen to sane warnings when tempted by you? Ahh-" he held his breath as Rose lifted and positioned herself just so, realizing that this was it. "-Rose!" His face betrayed that he wasn't accustomed to a woman mounting such positional or penetrative initiative as Rose had, but that he was greatly enjoying it indeed. He threw his head back again, straining pleasurably with a jaw clenched in a broad, pearl-toothed smile. His hips bucked up, and held nothing back with his first long, straining thrust up within her body. "Ahh, my tigress is a jungle unto herself! I could stay lost for quite some time!" He gripped her hips almost bruisingly tight,  his earlier self restraint vanished. Each time he bucked upward between her thighs, he pulled her hips down against her, seeking to drive himself upward utterly, in strength, depth, and hardness alike. His cheeks hollowed with sporty exhalations, and his lower chest rippled with the archings of his body.<br/><br/>"Rose! Yes! Rose!" he panted lightly, and his eyes danced with the sudden bouncing of her breasts. He curled one arm about the small of her back, using it to brace and pull her for each of his upthrusts; the other hand went lustily up her body to fondle her like a starving man wandering through the rainforest, plucking at tropical fruit. Every time he felt her<em>squeeze</em>around him, he groaned in excruciating pleasure, eyes rolling about in his head, which nodded to indicate the delight - while, from inside her, he did likewise with firm throbs outward against the clenching feminine flesh.<br/>