Had Damita not forgiven him, the outcome at that point would have been wholly different then what it actually was. She would of avoided him, remaining skittish instead of affectionate; she believed that there was good in all people – Animals didn’t count. Animals might have had compassion, but they were still ruled by their baser needs; of which Damita had experienced.<br/><br/>It felt good to have his hands on her skin, gentle instead of groping and harsh, Damita stretching out her legs fully, making her rear taut before she allowed herself to relax. Her mind was not on being a wife or a consort, nor anything that had to do with responsibility; no, she was enjoying the situation for what it was – Simple, loving, and comfortable. His words made her chuckle against his skin, Damita nuzzling into his neck, blowing a hot breath onto his flesh. “Mm, keep doing that,” She requested as he rubbed her skin, rubbing away the tension in the muscles.<br/><br/>