His eyes every so often moved to his sword but he looked back at the out of breath woman. She wasn't pushing her hips back against him yet but he had no doubt she would adjust soon enough- or at least he hoped she would. Groaning as he did so his hips moved back and forth trying to keep an even pace but keep it's intensity up his hips going back far before his length slides up her wet pussy. As much as he loved his swords he wanted Angelique to have a very good reason to call on him any time night or day.