For all intents and purposes, Darius quickly pegged his mistress as a fairly normal woman in most respects. Perhaps she did not understand his question, or wasn't willing to delve into aspects that sat in the darker corners of her deviancy just yet. He, however, had none of those reservations. "Good. As for what I want in return..." Darius turned towards her, and scooted down to drag her thigh over his hips so that the space between them shrunk to nil considerably fast. Idly, his hand rested on her ass, fingers running lazily in and around the more heated areas of her. It was highly intimate, and the sense of personal space simply wasn't present as far as he was concerned.<br/><br/>"What I want from you in return is initiative. Knowing that I may take challengers during any morning, and that it may be the last time you have the satisfaction of having me in our bed. I want to feel that attentive little mouth, wrapped around my base while you swallow around me. I want to feel that slick pussy, throbbing and pulsing around my length as you ride me to rouse me from slumber in the night." It was honestly hard for Darius to remain still as carnal thoughts began to flood his mind. His cock, tired but willing twitched against Gwen's thigh and hip. "I want to feel your round ass, grinding against me before you spread and begged to be fucked from behind lie the dirty woman that we both know you can be." His hand slowly squeezed the cheek of her ass, fingertips barely brushing  her entrance. There was no shame in his next statement either. "Occasionally, I may want to feel the soles of your feet wrapped around me and teasing me, much as one would use her hands to do the same."<br/><br/>"In short," he leaned in, teeth dragging at her lower lip, "I'm going to treat you as a queen..." Darius nipped at her jawline, "And I'm going to fuck you like my own little whore."<br/><br/>Leaning back so that he once again lay on his backside Darius reached down and adjusted himself, far too lazy at that very moment to deal with the fact that his cock was hard once more. It was simply a natural reaction to the conversation, and would go away soon enough. He could do without being trapped by Gwen's thigh though, hence the adjustment. "Though I warn you, the spanking may not only be during sex. Displease me, and I will not hesitate to find the nearest bench and redden your ass as a result. People about or no."