He hated the way she referred to him as though he was a knight in her guilds.  Of note though, that was probably the only thing he could think of so readily that he hated of her, he loved the way she challenged his every movement.  He loved how despite looking defeat in the eyes, she was stubborn to the very end.  He loved the way she looked at him, and he most of all loved the way she said his name in that most distasteful of way.  She was a perfect match for him, and he needed to make her his.

Closing his eyes when she teasingly brushed along the length of his cock with her delicate fingers, and teased the head as one would expect her to do out of revenge.  Dan was tempted to allow her control, to put her in the same seat of power he had just been in, just to see what she’d do with that sort of fun.  However– if she decided she could keep up past one time, then he’d let her have her fun.  For now though, the Wizard was still in control, and he moved between her thighs, and raised her hands off of his throbbing length– no matter how much his body hated him for that.  

Clicking his tongue he shook his head, “Like I said, your Highness, I enjoy my seat of power– this is my kingdom, and you will not dethrone me here.”  He said lightly grazing her ear with the end of his tongue, while he pulled his hips back, and pressed the tip of himself just against her opening.  It was so welcoming too, and just like her, it must be his.  Taking a daunting pace, Dan’s hips slowly but surely drove the head as far deep as it was willing to go, which happened to be until their hips were pressed tightly together.  He’d take it slow at first, he wanted to have fun, but they needed to adjust to one another first.