Hya kept his hands on her hips, helping guide her to the rhythm until he felt her taking over, moving under her own power. Then his hands stayed there, just holding on while he slid into her. Every slide out was an agony until her warmth was surrounding him again. "I think...cherie," he panted in her ear, "...you should stay naked for the whole time I am here, and I'll devote myself to finding new ways to make you cry out that way."