[God, she feels good, she feels SO good, and the fact that it's nearly audible just how wet she is over being used like this, is... It's doing him a LOT of favors right now.
Not for the reason one would think, mind. He's not the kind of guy to fantasize about this sort of thing in the slightest - it's half the reason she got a look when she first posited the whole 'slave' scenario, bless her. (And frankly, he barely fantasizes about women at all in the first place... Evangeline is just special.) No, rather than all that... it's the sheer amount of trust that's happening, here. Knowing that in order to let him do this, she's gotta put a lot of control into his hands, and she did so happily - Nothing gets the big guy real worked up quite like someone handing him the reins and saying "I trust you".
...
Which is all just a very fancy way of saying "he's probably just about finished, give him a minute". A minute he's going to take by hiking her legs up a little more, of course, so he can fuck her as deep as he pleases - all of his own little grunts and groans of pleasure being helpfully masked by whirring and blips and trills from his helmet with every one of his thrusts.]
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It's doing him a LOT of favors right now.
Not for the reason one would think, mind. He's not the kind of guy to fantasize about this sort of thing in the slightest - it's half the reason she got a look when she first posited the whole 'slave' scenario, bless her.
(And frankly, he barely fantasizes about women at all in the first place... Evangeline is just special.)
No, rather than all that... it's the sheer amount of trust that's happening, here. Knowing that in order to let him do this, she's gotta put a lot of control into his hands, and she did so happily -
Nothing gets the big guy real worked up quite like someone handing him the reins and saying "I trust you".
...
Which is all just a very fancy way of saying "he's probably just about finished, give him a minute".
A minute he's going to take by hiking her legs up a little more, of course, so he can fuck her as deep as he pleases - all of his own little grunts and groans of pleasure being helpfully masked by whirring and blips and trills from his helmet with every one of his thrusts.]