Moaning out at the exotic feel of her skin, and her sex, Valen kissed her lips and stroked along her thigh all the way to grasping on her buttocks lightly, his hips starting to grind against her and sway, not only to thrust forth but to slide a bit to the side while lowering his lips from hers to steal a nipple's nub to his lips, his hand on her cheek lowering to lift a breast up slightly, to knead on her curves massagingly, feeling that heat bring out such a simple wish in him.<br/><br/>He wanted to dance with her as long as he would have stamina in that night. Embracing her, pushing the throbbing shaft as far within her depths as he could he lifted her up at her bottom, grinding over her and swaying a bit to his right trailing a path of kisses from her bosom to her lips and then down to her other breast, feeling a need burning inside, and his heart beating fast. He wanted her for that night, and he wanted to awake to her smile, greedy as it all was, but he held no illusion, he was lucky to have her company for that one night at least, and that in itself was a memory he'd treasure.<br/><br/>Yet he couldn't slip too far into thoughts like that, he was making memories not recalling them, a twitch in his shaft and a shiver running through his body warning him of how close she had brought him to the edge with her hand alone before, now seeking to prolong that moment further, to enjoy the feel of her heartbeat next to his longer, that rush of seeking each other and the heated press of their bodies.<br/><br/>The sensations threatend to make him forget all else, and restraint was one of them, his moan of pleasure rising into the night as he clenched his hands on her bottom and breast, trying to grind down firm, to brush his body up so as to rub to her clit's pearl as well in his press against her body.