As she strutted around, trying not to show just how bad shape she was in. He could tell, though. He knew exactly how much damage he had done to her. "Your body and your mouth are saying completely different things. You realize you arent hiding that you can barely walk? But what you say, Now that sounds like consent, to me. Mores the pity, You cannot rape the willing, or so they tell me. I can certainly try though!" He growls the last, His eyes lewdly moving over her naked form. He was visibly hardening to a frightening degree, obviously liking what he saw. "Well I got you naked easily enough. It only seems... polite that I return the favor." With an evil gleam in his eye, he tore the armored leather kilt from his waist, revealing his massive erection. Not fully erect yet, it looked as though it would be ten inches long, and nearly as thick as her wrist once it was fully ready to play. "I'll even answer your question. I dont know about you, But I came here to fight. The fuck thats going to come now is just a delightful bonus, though I would have had to find someone anyway afterward. But somehow I dont think that would have been too hard." With a shrug, he continues. "The way we are trained to fight, we throw all emotion into our battles. Rage, Pain, Lust. It leads to warriors unparalleled in combat.... we learned the teachings of our ancestors well. There is a price, though. To pay for such a battle lust, a lust for blood, lust of some sort must be assuaged, either for sex or for blood." His grin stretches, showing canines far more pointed than they should be, and his eyes flash gold. "And I am certain which lust you would prefer I satisfy. If you dont fight too much, you may even enjoy yourself."