Douken watched and held her as Mazerine slowly adjusted to this new feeling, the two lip-locked as additional comfort and pleasure to fill her with. It was not until the pain subsided and the pleasure took over did they break away, Mazerine guiding him back to her breasts to massage and play with as she worked up her pace. Even with her head tiled back away from him, he could still see the ecstasy wash over her face as her pace kept up until she trembled in his lap, her orgasm washing over her (and him) until she had slowed down to a much slower pace. Her face looked tired… but it did not say it was time to stop…

Releasing a grip from one of her breasts, he pushed himself into a sitting position, giving her a quick kiss to her lips before going down to the exposed breast and began to lick the firm tip. It did not take long for the tease to turn from licking to sucking, gently calming Mazerine down as she brushed her hands through his hair. However, as he distracted her mind, his hands worked their away around her body and down her back, holding her waist still slowly, but surely, until she was no longer able to push up from his lap. IN a sudden movement, Douken pushed himself up, holding her still (the shock causing her to wrap her arms around him with his face in her breasts), until he was in a standing position before carefully turning back around and falling forward, forcing him to be on top and the shocked elf on the bottom.

Without warning, he began his move on her, starting with the pace she had near the end as his hands took her breasts, massaging them with a bit more roughness while ensnaring the tips of her nipples between his index and middle fingers, being sure to move them around more, his eyes watching her reaction to make sure she did not feel any discomfort before picking up the pace even more.

As Douken took control and repositioned the pair, Mazerine let out a soft giggle mixed with a moan as the fell backward onto the bed once more.  It seemed that Douken would waste no time teasing her, and now that she had grown used to the sensation of him being inside her, he began to thrust in and out of her at a rather quick pace, much as she had been before her own climax moments ago.  

Mazerine's hands gripped the bed linen's beneath her as her back arched slightly, her hips pressing up into his, meeting each thrust as he continued to move in and out of her.  The pain had essentially vanished at this point, and she was completely lost in the feeling of the two of them together.  Her eyes closed and her lips parted, his name coming out in a mixture of a moan and a soft breath as her hands reached up from the bed and splayed out across his back, her fingertips digging softly into him as though urging him not to stop.

Her silent urging seemed to work as Douken's pace increased, his hands falling from her breasts to brace himself on the bed, their lips meeting in a heated kiss, Mazerine's teeth dragging across his lower lip as he pulled back.  Her fingers continued digging into his back and shoulders as he came closer to his own release, apparent in his breathing.  A sound of pure ecstasy escaped Mazerine's lips as he plunged all the way into her once more before pulling completely out of her and collapsing his body against her own as he met his release.  Their lips crashed into one another for a brief moment before Douken moved off of her to lie beside her.  

After a moment, Mazerine got up from the bed and slowly walked to the table, quietly cleaning herself off a bit and taking a small sip of water before silently climbing back into the bed.  She lay down next to Douken, her head on his chest and with one leg draped over his own.  She didn't say anything to him, only brushing his chest with a soft kiss as she closed her eyes, the last candle left burning in the room beginning to flicker out as the pair began to fall asleep.