Every sound that was dragged from Gwen's lips was information that filtered into him to be analyzed and memorized for later use. The quiet chuckle at his kissing the arch of her foot though... would have to be discussed. There were certain things about him meant only to be shared in the privacy of the bedchambers with one as trusted as she. "Our foreplay has lasted nearly a day, so far as I am concerned."<br/><br/>Darius' hands ran up and down her thighs as Gwen rolled her hips under him for the first time. A slow shiver rolled down his spine, and he found himself leaning back so that a different angle was presented for the next roll of her hips. A large portion of him wanted to take her roughly. Hard, fast, and unrelenting. However, he retained the presence of mind to let her adjust to his rather well-endowed size. The runes glowing against the alabaster skin under him were a curiosity, but something he would quickly come to ignore. He could feel his tip whispering against her back wall still, so full that she was.<br/><br/>Leaning over her, he lowered his head to Gwen's neck, and began to lay sucking kisses paired with light bitemarks against the skin. "No, just me. The spirits don't have my imagination..." Withdrawing from her body almost completely, he pushed back in twice as fast, groaning low against her jawline as he re-buried himself within her body. "Or my cock, for that matter." Pressing her legs back with his knees so that she would be able to see him as he rested above her, Darius began to roll his hips at a decent pace. The sight of his cock, slick with her arousal was clear for her viewing above, as was his muscled back and ass as he worked at their pleasure.<br/><br/>Lips, slightly unsteady found the lobe of her ear. The word "Mine" was growled low and possessively into her ear as he began to fuck her in earnest.