It was very rarely when he showed much emotion to one of his masters. He tried to keep himself apart, to stop the sting when eventually he'd be forced to move on, to not get attached. But with Alice, he couldn't help himself. He was an open book to her and he ignored the thought of the future pain it would cause. For now, he was going to live in every moment he could spend with her.

Just the touch of her hand after nothing grew a shuttering gasp from him and he bucked into the touch without helping himself. Then he forced himself to settle as she consumed him and shivered at the moan she made. This was what he needed, what's he'd been searching for without knowing. This completion that he only felt with her was something he'd never felt before in all his lifetimes and hoped to experience many times more.

Once she was seated, Cyrus took a deep breath and strained upwards, moving so he was half sitting so he could draw her down for a deep kiss as he moved his hips, pulling out just to plunge back in. He wouldn't last long and he wanted it to be spectacular for both of them.

[[You are definitely our favorite Alice!]]