Different lovers could teach different things. Nirael cherished the moments spent just partaking in intimacy together without too many worries for the future with Lunari. Wanting to wake up besides her in the coming days, and not rushed to explore too much right away, enjoying little things and building up on them with time he believe. Nilari in turn showed what she wanted, and learning to please her was definitely a fun task he'd enjoy retaking as many times as she'd permit him. Sharing her company along with Lunari was all the more thrilling, a chance to see if he could bring Lunari to greater heights by taking a hint from her mother in terms of what the elven people cherished in those moments. Then there was Mara's desire for the games, a hunger he too felt at times, and a very nice opportunity to explore things a bit, things he figured she could always refuse if she disliked an idea, but which he did not mention to Lunari this early, figuring he'd scare her if he tried to bring out all too much in a moment. Yet before all of that, he was learning more from the lovers he spent his time with.<br/><br/>To learn from the matriarch was going to be a lesson for the history books it felt. Though he enjoyed spending time with her or near her before, the intimacy shared in that moment from the very start surprised him. Whether it was a hidden little gift from the Goddess above or a quirk of luck, or perhaps a part of the matriarch's radiance, the two of them seemed to fall into motion as one and though he wished to seek her pleasures first and foremost, wanting to leave a good impression upon her and seeks to fill her with pleasure as well, he could not help but wonder how long he might last with the bliss that holding her brought upon him so quickly. The quiver and clench met with a tremble and thrust, the feeling of her warmth against his body, the softness and firmness of her figure, the captivating taste of her skin and her lips, and the magical nature of the glow arising in those moments. The last part helped remind him that while he should cherish and worship this woman's body as the temple it was, he should also follow her lead rather than trying to sate his own ego, he should surrender to the natural pleasures and let himself peak within her then. Her words of encouragement that it would not bring an end to those moments of game saw him smile and kiss her lips corner while tensing up.<br/><br/>His fingertips on her breast stroked the beautiful orb feeling its weight and warmth to his palm, fingers caressing along its sides drawing his palm against the nipple before lowering his palm beneath, fingertips toying on that lovely nub. His hard shaft's nub in turn twitching in the inescapable bliss of her quim. The quivering having him inhale deeply on her aroma, his lips parted in a lustful, primal moan turned into a lustful growl towards the end. His hand on her rump massaging firmly while pressing her back, captivated by the moment, and greedily seeking more of her.<br/><br/>His trembling form signalled the first release of his hot jizz to the sheathing embrace of her quim, his hips driving ahead to grind him as deep inside as he could splashing thick warm spurts of his cum within her. Hand on her buttocks clenching to squeeze, as he drove himself to the depth and pulled back till just the head of his shaft rested within her folds, to thrust greedily and seek to grind her hard against the fountain's edge, yet holding a hand so as to caress along her ass and keep sure his touch did not get too rough. His lips brushing on her cheek as he growled to her ear.<strong>"I'll keep going, because I want more of you, I want your bliss and I want my release, I want to worship and fall into the rapture of the moment. In Goddess' name, I shall seek to fill you."</strong>He said this reverently as a prayer, but with full intent to keep going.