Alright, now was the time for her torture to begin. She'd been as good as she could be, there was no cause for any undue treatment by her own approximation. And soon enough she was gently lifted with her legs spread wide. This seemed to be the exact sort of thing she would have enjoyed. Ah, but there was still that devious look on his face as he approached. His line up was great, he could have shoved it straight into her soul and she would have felt nothing but burning desire. But no...

Slow. It wasn't even painful it was just slow. How was this actually torture. The least he could do was go a bit faster, push against her legs a bit harder... hell at this point she'd take dangling a bit more. There was abject confusion crossing this woman's face and eyes in this moment. She didn't want to be romanced, she didn't even really understand it as a concept. Who purposefully had sex this slow. This is why she normally mounted people and chose her own pace, letting someone do something like this to her, felt like blasphemy. "Ugh, people like you are why I usually mount the men I bed..." she scoffed. Her displeasure at this was obvious. But her body wasn't exactly unaccepting of the motions. It wasn't that this was traumatizing, it was just that it would never be enough to get her to the finish. It was literally the only way possible to hold her orgasm at bay and that was... an annoying things to have in the hands of someone as devious as Izou. Slow love-making sex was a tool of the weak to use on weaker women. Women they wanted to take advantage of and hide themselves from. They wanted to do all this dumb shit, staring people in the eyes, making sure they were careful not going to slow. This seemed like the sort of over idealized thing that teens think should be happening when they had sex. But, Kolin wasn't a teen, and even her base self Mai hadn't been one in a long time. She was a woman, she didn't need someone taking these soft steps with her, she wanted to be ravaged.