Zillon took his time, diligently stripping her of her clothes and then himself. "How do you want it?"
Celeste clasped her hands in front of her, feeling a little uncomfortable to be naked out in the open. "What do you mean?"
"Do you want me to be rough? Or do you want me to be gentle?"
Another embarrassing question... Celeste looked away, wanting to hide her flush cheeks in his chest again, but she knew that wouldn't let her escape answering it. Sighing, she stepped closer to him, lips fumbling as she spoke. "Rough...I want it rough please..."
"You act like an angel and you are...but you're a really rude one." He grabbed her hand, leading her further into the enclosed space. "I'm not comfortable with laying you down on the rocks, they're not leveled, so it'll probably hurt your back...
