[you're lovely, just lovely, and he's thinking now--

[right before you kiss him, as the clench of your body around his dick makes him see stars--

[he knows your eyes. like he said - he's seen your soul looking out through Ankh's eyes, all this time.

[but that's no way to meet the man. but it's a glimpse.

[and this, now, is another.

[the thoughtful mood leaves him as you clench, arch, and he wishes he had a hand free to stroke your dick against his own belly, palm hot, your skin surely hotter. bucking again against you, into you, angling his hips, thighs straining, toes clenching the tile as his cockhead rubs ridges inside you and his everything shudders, skin prickling with sensation]

[meanwhile to all of this he's kissing you, tongue offering, lips taking, teeth demanding, and his breath dies in his throat when you clench down]

Ngggh---!