Laughing lightly at the time, Valen looked at Sharille in an amused manner, strong caresses trailing over her heat massagingly, pressing up tight against that mound, trying to slip a lone finger within the halfling woman's mound to see if she could carry out a memory of the lock picking lesson earlier, to trail the inner path slowly and massage it kneadingly in a fashion to tease the wall of the front, to try and reach the back of her clit in a teasing fashion.<br/><br/>His other hand was stroking her cheek as she began to move more and caught him unaware, his finger slipping away from her nethers to feel her touching his shaft's tip, smirking a bit at her and growling. Without warning, he reached to grasp her sides trying to roll over on top of her and kiss her intensely, as well as to press his hips down against her so that to press his shaft's head a little way in her, try and pin her under him without penetrating her fully all at once. He did not want to hurt her but at the same time she seemed it seemed she was more than ready.<br/><br/>"I'll certainly try and pin you, and I can carry on tasting you up and trying to tie you up later when you're too tired to move. Unless you wear me out first." Valen winked, looking at her teasingly in turn.