Trust
"Ah!" Tania giggled, when he yanked her towards him.
Eltanin buried his face in her cleavage and growled. Her scent mingled with the incense that now burned in the corridors of the Pegasus Palace, fanned the lust that was burning inside him. He had been away from her for a very long time.
Tania giggled as he snuffled his face into her chest, growling more. She placed her elbows on the sides of his face in order to stay in her place. When he finally pulled his face away to look at her beautiful face, he said, "I possess anything but a thistle or a thorn. And even if it is a thorn, it is a massive one." His cock twitched. "However, I wouldn't mind if you would want to explore it and take a nice look. Or better, feel it with your hands. In fact, you would be able to feel it better between those pretty lips of yours."