Ronan's hands were back on Riven's waist, he needed to hold the brat in place.
"Nngh!" Once Ronan started to move, Riven tried his best to stay in place.
He started off slow, each thrust reaching deeper and deeper... Riven assumed he would get used to this pleasure by now, but each time it led him into new realms of pleasure. He did not know what was different this time, maybe because Ronan was angry...
Tsk, he was always angry and aggressive, at least he took the time to prepare him before inserting himself, Riven thought to himself. Of course, Ronan did not like this.
He demanded attention... When he was at work, Riven's mind should only be on him.
"What is your pretty little head thinking about other than me." With that he bit Riven again, right on the waist. How dare this little half-breed think of something else?
