And that was why he'd chosen her. Because she was strong enough to take it, to take him in all his fucked up glory. He told her she'd pull through fine, and she was doing better than he'd expected even. There was a glow of pride at that which was probably a little sick, but it was there nonetheless.

He watched her as they moved, kept the hard pace and smiled when she met it. One hand tangled in her hair, capturing her again before he kissed her, tongue pressing in to her as surely as his cock did.