"No, just thought about what I might try to pull off in your place." Valen smirked a bit playfully, kissing on Sharille's lips. Holding on her gently he stroked over her thighs surface, kissing her lips and smirking. With a little mischief he then whispered to her ear. "Though I am not planning to rummage through your bag. I am more interested in your beautiful rose." He kissed her in a tender fashion but reached down to brush his shaft's head back and forth along her mound's surface, grinding along the surface of her sex.<br/><br/>"And now I want to take you like there's no tomorrow." He grinned and kissed her, feeling her arms around his neck, he pressed his hard shaft's head against her mound. Kissing her lips, he pushed his chest firmly against her own, his fingers moving from his shaft to brush her clit's hood, another hand stroking her inner thigh, brushing along her leg while thrusting strong against her. Seeking to thrust into her with pleasure, with passion, wanting to claim her to himself in that moment but also rough her warmth enough to have her a bit shaky on her legs. Not hurt her, but to make sure their last romp for a while at least would be one they could both recall for a long time.<br/><br/>"You're mine." He growled a bit possessively but smiled, thrusting deep within her folds, kissing her urgently, grinding against her body and seeking to impale her as far as he could on his shaft, kissing her with wild passion, both affection and lust present to carry him on. It was not just pleasure that he craved, he cared for her afterall, yet he did want to show a rougher, wilder side too now.