It was hard to tell with her mouth as full as it was but she did indeed grin when that hoarse order was issued from the Warlord’s mouth. For a moment she contemplated disobeying for the sheer sense of rebellious pride the idea caused her. After all, she was doing just fine without pushing him even further, and she was so enjoying the look in his eyes as he watched her please him. There was something satisfying on the most primal of levels at seeing that predatory look in his eyes. It made her feel wanted and her blood heated at the thought. How long has it been since someone actually wanted her presence?<br/><br/>Instead, with her free hand, she rubbed her fingers against his perineum teasing the flesh with a saliva-soaked digit. At this point, she seemed to speed up her head moving faster taking more of him into the wet warmth of her mouth.  Gwen made satisfied little sounds and the vibration travelled up and down depending on where she was at the time and eventually it got to the point her mouth was meeting her hand on every downwards movement. It was at that point she dropped it and pulled back until only the tip remained and then, all at once, moved her mouth downwards pushing until he was buried in her throat, nearly suffocating her.<br/><br/>Pleased with herself that she managed this she began to swallow around him allowing her tongue and the muscles of her throat to do all the work while she continues to tease his ass with a naturally skilled finger. Her cheek was flushed again from a mixture of arousal and a slight lack of oxygen but she endured moving back only a fraction of an inch when she need to breathe before taking all of him once more. This time, every sound she made would send a powerful vibration down his length and she was making…quite a few of them.