It's true, aside from being pale, his body is littered with scars, the kind of which one wouldn't expect to see on a guy like him. The man had apparently gone through fifteen miles of hell somewhere in his life, to somehow wind up in this little pocket of splendor with her. His chest rumbles in a chuckle. "Damn. Now I wish this tube allowed for better range of motion. Back to the drawing board!"

He changes the mood by nudging her up to the level of his face. In doing so she can easily feel him slip against her, already half-hard even despite the idle conversation.

"But I think we can manage pretty well for now."

And with that, he takes her lips in a harder kiss than even he expected.