Impatient, it seems, but Layer offered no protest. Her legs buckled under the grip and she was held aloft, ankles looping around his midsection as she tittered her surprise at the sudden move. Arms draped over his shoulders, she watched his face with a small bite of her lower lip, before leaning in to plant a trail of kisses down a well-muscled neck, fingers toying and grasping a coarse mane for balance.

But she felt it, something warm and thick pressing against her lower lips, and she felt the nerves jumping around in her stomach- by all means, she was a virgin- although it was half out of her shyness... but the other half was out of a sense of urgency. Now that she was here and had come this far, she needed this, and opened to him completely.

Reaching low, even, she grasped his cock and lined it up, those softer kisses turning - surprising her - to needier suckles, small bites against his skin as she wordlessly urged him on.