[Maybe it's a religious thing, that thankfulness - because he is thankful. To her, for her permission and her endless enthusiasm and that he's the one who got to unlock it in her. To Dibella, for bringing them together in the first place, and there's no better prayer of gratitude he can offer Her than this:
His hands settle on her hips, holding them at that same angle as his thrusts go wilder with her encouragement. He fucks into her faster and harder, as requested, and the slick sound of their hips meeting might be loud enough by now that anyone who cares to listen in can hear it.
Or her cries might be enough to drown it out. Either way, he's all too eager to coax more of them out of her, nibbling his way up her neck again til his lips find her earlobe, nipping playfully then soothing over the bitten spot with his tongue.]
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His hands settle on her hips, holding them at that same angle as his thrusts go wilder with her encouragement. He fucks into her faster and harder, as requested, and the slick sound of their hips meeting might be loud enough by now that anyone who cares to listen in can hear it.
Or her cries might be enough to drown it out. Either way, he's all too eager to coax more of them out of her, nibbling his way up her neck again til his lips find her earlobe, nipping playfully then soothing over the bitten spot with his tongue.]