"I would come too quickly, with your mouth on me - you deserve more worship," he counters. Though her hands on his thighs are quite wonderful, and he cannot resist the groan that escapes his throat as she strokes her hands over his body. "After all, it is I should be laying claim to you upon this hoard, is it not?"

He doubts Kreyu really cares about the 'rules' in this scenario. If she wishes to take him, then he would let her with minimal protest.

However, with what he can manage with his hands as he balances above her - he works to caress every curve he can reach, his fingers trailing over her breasts, her ribcage, his mouth working her throat and neck.