He wasted no time in impaling the eager noblewoman, his knees between her legs, keeping her spread, his hands vigorously kneading her firm, perky breasts. After a moment of enjoying her luscious form, he leaned forward, still fondling her breasts with one hand, the other slipping under her to feel her ass, his lips finding hers again, as he moved in the most ancient of rhythms, claiming her as his own in the primal of ways.