Harshness, of course, was a matter of perspective. Kelcis certainly<em>did</em>become more enthusiastic in his penetrations, Lazerette's delightful range of noises keeping his interest quite well, indeed. More and more of his attention consumed by the mounting pleasure, his hands ceased in their teasing distractions. Instead, he simply gripped her shoulders firmly to leverage against her. His formerly (relatively) eloquent speech devolved into hisses and snarls, and his breath came in hot, heavy gusts. "I ... soon," he finally managed, the words fairly mangled.