Vincent's rough hands began to stroke her sweaty brown hair running his fingers through her slight curls; before he looked down into her pleading eyes, his chest began to throb this girl was indeed meant to be a fun night for him.
'I don't think I can part from her, especially now she's marked with my seal.'
Her cute face began to rub against his chest like a cat, her soft lips kissing him obsessively across his chest and neck; Pamela's hot breath and warm tongue slid across his flesh, sending jolts of pleasure around his body.
"Pamela, I cannot take you with me" His voice was gentle, noticing her dropping shoulders as she flopped down, tears beginning to the brim from the corners of her eyes.
"W-why... is it because I am a mere village girl?" Pamela's trembling voice sounded as she gripped his waist tightly.
