This was like taking advantage of an intoxicated woman at a party. It would be so easy and so satisfying, if only for a few minutes. He could use this activity to help get out some pent up frustrations. These long years of waiting to become Tinuvel's King as well the debt he owed to the Lagoon. He needed a son to pass along to Cullen, but he couldn't part with the only son he had now. Requiem was too precious and loyal. There had to be another son he could produce. His eyes travel to Ylva as she drinks. They trail down her spine to the curve of her rump.

She could be a perfect vessel for a new Lagoon member when the time comes this fall. He gives Ylva a grin as she raises her eyes to him. Her thanks perk up his ears, but he could only think of one thing that would really show her thanks. Brown eyes watch the drops of water dribble off her chin. He couldn't stop the click of his jaws as she mentioned needing rest. He nods in agreement, but instead of pulling away, he walks even closer. His muzzle noses her neck softly but then makes a trail down to her barrel.

"I know the perfect thing to help you relax and put you right to sleep." He speaks calmly and low as he positions himself behind her. "Just trust me." As the words roll off his tongue he mounts her. Hooves hold his body steady against her sides and he takes whatever might be left of her innocence. The act is over quickly and he ends this first meeting with a soft kiss on her cheek. "Rest easy Ylva. We can learn more about each other when your strength has returned." He grins and walks away with the look of dominance in every step.