Drystan smiles at the sound and sight of Ercilia's helplessness.
He leans down to her ear and murmurs with a smoky voice, "Tell me what you want me to do you in the dirtiest way you can ever say it." She flushes bright red and whips her head to look at him.
Ercilia shoots him an incredulous and reproachful look. It does not have quite the effect as Drystan only smirks without a care.
He then moves in to seal his lips with hers, licking her swollen lips tantalizingly. All of a sudden, Ercilia lifts her hips in an attempt to grind her pelvis against his. Drystan, however, moves back quickly and pulls himself out of her. She gasps as she feels him exit her, feeling an empty void within herself where he has previously been nestled.
"Dan," she groaned, and he chuckled.
