Rouge felt the urge to comment on how surprisingly proactive he was being, but she couldn't bear the thought of stopping to say it. Not only was she surprised with him---she was impressed. And she liked it. Relinquishing that kind of control and being rewarded for it was an unfamiliar but amazing feeling, and she relished it greatly.

"Mmm," she moaned quietly, growing increasingly more aroused the more contact they made. She wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer and crooked her leg to rub his thigh. Her instincts were telling her to get on with it, but she was hesitant to fall into her old routines. She didn't want her first sexual encounter with him to be routine. Not in the slightest. So, slow and steady it was.