** Content Warning: Sexual Activity **
Tycondrius took great satisfaction in making his woman writhe in pleasure. He darted a deft hand past her meager defenses and took control of a particularly sensitive area.
"Y... yes!" Elle gasped, "That... ahhhh... mmm... Definitely... yes."
The two lovers shared another series of wet, hungry kisses before Elle pulled away.
"Y... you were my first, y'know," She sighed.
"Mm?" Tycon raised an eyebrow, "Have I been too rough?"
"N...no..." She shook her head, "I like... how gentle you are."
"Again, there is a conflict." Tycon chuckled to himself, "If you weren't aware, your entire backside is marked red with *my* handprints."
"Oh, believe me," Elle puffed her cheeks. "I know."
"Tell me, then," Tycon kissed her again to distract her, "what else do you like?"
