On top of Ilun, Ryker examined his white-haired servant. She is not curvaceous, her figure more of the slender type, while possessing slightly generous assets, both front and back.
Though, her best feature, to Ryker, would always be her beautiful blue eyes, one that seem to pull him towards her.
Ryker start by kissing her lips, going for a slow kiss at first. Ilun would have none of it though, as she pushed her tongue into his lips, trying to pry it open.
Ryker followed suit, the kiss turning more heated and passionate in seconds, muting the grunts and moaning the two let out.
When he pulled away, Ilun pant heavily, her breath ragged as her mind clouded by the feeling behind the kiss.
"M-master," she let out, silently pleading for more. Ryker oblige, his shaft positioned on her entrance. The tip lightly pressed against her wet slit, teasing it as Ryker moved his hips.
