[ He's always surprised by how actively she wants to boss him around, not just suggestively but directly with the way she moves and wraps him around her anew. It's delightfully alluring and Fjord does whatever she bids, sliding his fingers back inside her (oh yes, two if she can take them) his armour scattered around his boots with his cloak as he faces the ocean with Aphrodite in his arms and lowers his lips to her shoulder. ]
Whatever the lady wants.
[ With his bootheels braced in the sand, he acts as he wall against which she can arch and writhe as much as she pleases, a second hand sliding up to free her breasts and cup their weight with firm but gentle caresses, holding her close. ]
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Whatever the lady wants.
[ With his bootheels braced in the sand, he acts as he wall against which she can arch and writhe as much as she pleases, a second hand sliding up to free her breasts and cup their weight with firm but gentle caresses, holding her close. ]
You're the most beautiful when you're by the sea.