[ The sudden vulgarity, so very Ilsa, sends a faint smile ghosting across his lips. It's so familiar that it chases away the dull ache of doubt that coils in his stomach until there's nothing left but urgent need—and a thin wisp of admiration that pushes him forward to kiss her again, deeply and fiercely. If she doesn't doubt herself, then it would be disrespectful to do the same.
He finishes what she started once he pulls away, peeling off his underwear until he's left completely in the nude, his erection even more obvious now that there's nothing to hide it. Even with stone, stone, and more stone surrounding them, he doesn't hesitate in doing as ordered, laying down almost all the way except to prop himself up on one elbow so he can still look at her (and ogle her extremely shapely figure).
It's hard to imagine what exactly she has planned, though he can hazard a few guesses, all of which only bind the haze of lust around him even tighter. ]
15 hours later and i'm still in an immense amount of pain
He finishes what she started once he pulls away, peeling off his underwear until he's left completely in the nude, his erection even more obvious now that there's nothing to hide it. Even with stone, stone, and more stone surrounding them, he doesn't hesitate in doing as ordered, laying down almost all the way except to prop himself up on one elbow so he can still look at her (and ogle her extremely shapely figure).
It's hard to imagine what exactly she has planned, though he can hazard a few guesses, all of which only bind the haze of lust around him even tighter. ]
Anything else?
[ He's hers to command for the time being. ]