Learning what she wants, learning HOW to ask for it, has been an ongoing process.

Her cries of pleasure are echoing in this chamber, already drowning out the silence, the loss, the slow death of the city. Given the decor on the door, it is likely that the King and Queen would approve of the use to which the room is currently being put!

She moans, gasps, whimpers, in pleasure as he works, her body arching toward him. She has given herself over completely to the pleasure he is giving her. Her soft skin is flushed with arousal, damp with sweat, rich with the taste of her that he knows so well.