"Oh dearest," he whispers, breathless and desperate, as he allows himself to be pulled in, as he reaches down to take hold of his own cock and position it for the best angle of penetration. Alecto is so hot and wet and welcoming around him that he almost comes right there, already deeply worked up by the entire exchange between them both. "I love being inside you," he leans forward, bracing his hands against the cloth of their shared seat and cushioning, his body a firm weight over Alecto's, almost eclipsing him with their difference in size, so he can whisper lowly in his ear, "you're so good to me, dearest. I love feeling all the ways we belong to each other, body and soul."