She had been moving with him until that point, revelling in the tension and shared urgency. But when he began to slow to a stop and commanded her to do the same she suddenly became aware of just how dangerous what they were doing was. He might get her with child if he was not careful and, while she had been with Naramis recently enough that any child could be passed off as his, she did not want that doubt to constantly be there.

She stopped and tried not to tighten around him anymore so as not to push him over the edge. She instead closed her eyes and focused on steadying her breathing. Hoping that if she relaxed slightly it would help him contain himself again.

It had helped though she felt his lips pressing against her neck, his hands groped at her breasts refusing to stay utterly still. He might not have helped in relaxing her completely though. He still throbbed within her but gradually the throbbing became less intense until she no longer felt them at all.

Her breasts were squeezed, his index fingers dashed against her nipples and she felt him drive into her again, pressing her down into the mattress with each subsequent thrust. Soon his breathing was getting heavier but nowhere near the tipping point.

He had only needed that moment it seemed. There was no mistaking the fact that he enjoyed this though, hence he had no tried to draw out of her when getting so close before. It may have been dangerous put he wanted more.

“So tight, Princess,” though he always imagined she would be he could not imagine this at all “So good.” He groaned out in pleasure feeling the hot moist body beneath his meeting each thrust.

“OK, you can move now.”

"Hmm... are you certain?" She asked with a hint of playfulness in her tone. She did not resume her hip movement but rather lifted one leg to rub against his. She traced of slow, seductive line up his calf and whispered in his ear. "Is if truly safe to move now? I'm not sure I can trust you on that. You are a thief after all... And is one ever truly safe with a thief?"

He grinned feeling the trace of her foot along his leg. “I'm sure … and I could have already stolen much more from your backside I think I've shown that you can trust me.”

Jack pressed into her fully, suddenly, as if the force of that jolt would reaffirm his words, it felt good, a soft groan slipped from his lips but he remained in check. Another grin he moved to a breast taking it into his mouth, nipping lightly on her nipple and tugging against it a bit with his teeth.

His movements were slow but consistent now but steadily increased as the squeaking of the bed gradually got louder as he tested out each step of the way rather then rushing straight into the fay.

She exhaled sharply and subconsciously tightened around him as she pushed deeper into her. "Oohh, yes..." She softly exclaimed and her legs curled around him. She wasn't sure why she was still trying to be quiet. Jack certainly wasn't. Though, truth be told, she reveled him the sound of his moans. Still, that combined with the telltale creakings of the bed would make it apparent to anyone outside there room what they were doing. "I trust you, Jack." She replied hoarsely after a moments recovering. Her thoughts were coming slowly, muddled by furor of their love-making. "I exactly mind the danger though. It is making thing more... intense. I only fear... one or both of us might was swept away in it. That could be... unfortunate."

Another groan came free from his lips as she tightened around him. But he was true to his word, not that he could have attempted to flee from her locked into her body as he was. But he was encouraged by those restless sounds, drowning them out with the squeak of the bed or perhaps trying to heighten them so that they did the reverse instead.

Teasing her nipple through tugging on it, sweeping his tongue over it or scrapping his teeth against it he took her other breast within his grasp rubbing up and down the curve. So she was attracted to danger, so was he though he had hoped he had learned a bit from that backfiring on him resulting in him being locked away for a bit.

Now he just wanted to be locked away within her. Deep thrusts as he flowed into her, filling her. He wanted to say something, but what? He grinned again though blanketed her lips with his own, his tongue rushing inside her mouth to meet with her own.

“It's alright to get swept away, they say everything in moderation.” His hips made a nice rhythm inside her now, his balls slapping against her each time as if he was seeking to get even deeper with the next thrust.

He was doing wicked things to her nipple with his teeth and she couldn't help but whimper a little louder. He kissed her and drove deeper and she shook her head at his nonsensical statement. "Can't do both... Contradicts..." She heaved, feeling herself becoming swept away in spite of herself. A thrill of terror came over her and she bit her tongue to keep for saying more. She might do saying crazy like beg him to cum inside her. She both yearned to feel him releasing within her and feared allowing it. She was coming undone though. If he kept fucking her like he was, with these deep urgent thrusts, she was going to climax. She just hope he could control himself again in case she lost it.

He moved his fingers, his hands entwining with hers as those long dexterous fingers locked within he own. Pulling her up towards him her chest pressed against his. He had her sitting up with his hands pulling her up against her.

“Not yet ...” he knew how close she had gotten and slowed it down just a bit denying her again as his thrusts varied a little, the angles kept changing and kept her on edge by deliberately missing the mark.

On the one hand he kept her from the brink of her release, on the other though he never let her spill over that edge nor take much off that edge. “If you ask me nice maybe I'll let you cum Princess, unless, you think you can manage on your own.” He grinned, tempted to give her another deep thrust he managed to keep himself in check with those steady thrusts.

She raised an incredulous brow at him, surprised that he dare tease her in such a manner. She figured two could play that game. She shifted up instead up down, raising herself almost up off of him entirely since he was preventing her from moving down to find her own release. She spoke next in an overly sweet and docile tone. "Oh heavens no, it would be wrong for me to seek my own pleasure when my lord and master cannot enjoy his own climax. We should stop now... Don't you think?"

She had given as good as she got, lifting higher, denying him from getting as deep. That had him desiring more, he wasn't immune to her charms after all and in effect he was teased as well.

“Touche, Princess,” he didn't really expect her to take matters laying down so to speak and she mirrored hos words. He thought for a quick second, not that he had to think on it too long before he shook his head.

“No, not at all but a position change perhaps.” A hand left he's skimming against her side before pressing to the mattress, the other seeking a better spot to hold her by, he tried to stand, failed to do much more than swing his legs over the side of the bed, tried again and failed again he just didn't have the initial strength to stand, he was preoccupied with getting back inside her now fighting for each inch, twitching slightly, feeling that yearning stirring over him.

She saw his struggle to lift her, to get back inside her and couldn't help but chuckle. She hadn't meant to make it so awkward for him to change positions. She slid off his lap to the floor, still giggling lightly. "I'm sorry..." She hugged his knees as she tried to regain her composure. Once she had calmed herself down a bit more she shifted to her knees and began rubbing her hands up his thighs. She peered up at him from under her eyelashes. "I didn't mean to tease you quite so much. Shall I make it up to you, my lord?" She pulled his legs apart and slotted herself between then. "I believe servicing you from here might solve the difficultly we were having before." She slid one hand up his thigh to brush over his still sex slick cock.

It had been something else seeing her there, role reversal with her kneeing before him … kinda … but the allure was certainly there.

“There is no need for apologies,” he announced reaching out to brush his fingers against her cheek. He groaned at her touch, pleasant and thrilling, his legs easily parted for her, his scepter twitching and wet showing how used it had been.

“Lord,” he grinned, she wasn't bestowing nobles titles but this was far better. He groaned deeper at her touch and throbbed quicker as his heart rate further escalated. He nodded you her to continue all to glad for the fact that he had not had to keep himself in check, he didn't realize just how much of a strain it had been but now there was no reason to hold back, he knew that he was in for a treat, perhaps a quick treat at that ...

It was pleasantly rewarding to play the submissive for a change. She'd tried it out with Naramis as well and both men had shown a marked willingness to play. She smiled, seeing the avid hunger in Jack's eyes. He clearly liked where this was going. His prick seemed to share the feeling as it stood at attention for her, almost dancing in anticipation. She licked her lips as she stared at it. Her mouth already watering at the thought of the meal she was about to partake of. She leans in closer and steadied the beast with her hand, not encircling it or angling it towards her just yet. She only braced it in the air and she studied it for a moment. Her warm breath tickling its damp surface.

"As you wish, my lord..." She emphasized the title, adding deference rather than sarcasm, before kissing the base of his tool. She then parted her lips, creating a damp, shallow valley around the seam of his shaft and followed the line up towards the head. "Mmm... " She trailed her tongue lightly over the tip, tasting her own juices on his skin, before closing her mouth around him and slowly taking him in.

“Uhhh ...” he figured she was playing a game rather then granting him any sort of title but he waited for her to at. She had been slow about it too rather than rush straight in which caused him to nearly loose it when he felt her lips against his shaft. He twitched and had the urge in holding her down over his rod, he wanted to come badly but he held on, the tease worth it as she made her way up to the crown.

There was he liquid release of his pre that soaked the tip, he looked down at her with hunger in his eyes but to his surprise managed to keep himself in check.

A hand still brushed against her cheek. “Princess ...” half a plea, half a need as he leaned forward enough so that it was easier for his other hand her breast, rubbing back and forth in alternating bouts of speed so she was not able to get use to touch.

She had started off taking it slow and shallow, not wanting to finish him off too quickly. He had denied her first, after all, and turn about was fair play. She tasted the salty hint of pre-cum that told her he was close and bobbed a little lower, adding a bit more suction on the way up. She heard his plea and looked up at him, barely pausing from her task. She could tell he wanted more and she wanted to give it to him.

As he leaned forward to find her breast, she shifted as well and took him deep once then came up quickly for air. Almost too quickly, as though to make him doubt it had even happened. She wrapped her hand around the base and pumped him as she make shallow bobbed the next couple of time. Then her opened her hand and swallowed him to the base again. She began repeating this pattern, alternating deep and shallow movements but she began to pick up speed. Hoping she was pleasing him with her technique.