"I will always be gentle with you, my Queen" he whispered, and peppered her lips, nose and forehead with kisses, his finger curled inside of her and he dragged it in and out at an awfully slow pace, intending to take his time with her. For he had dreamt of having her underneath him for a year. Her face, and the feel of her lips had haunted him for so long that he had blocked out everything from his mind and allowed her to consume him that moment. 