The girl paused for just a moment, readjusting again so that she was kind of half straddling him. She sat up for just a moment, giving a slightly more teasing smile as the hand in his hair slowly moved from his head and lightly ran down to his abdomen then back up past his chest, where she let it rest for a short moment. She only realised how out of breath she had gotten once she stopped, having to take a slight moment to catch her breath again before leaning in again and letting her lips find his again. When he started kissing her back, she felt a rush of adrenaline pulse through her. Thrill. She loved him... god, she did, and she wanted him to know. She was sure he already did, or else he most likely wouldn't be doing this with her now, but she wanted him to know just how much. . She had gotten a little more passionate with him... rougher, even, but just for a small while before dimming back down again to get her breath once again. When she said they should go out and have some fun, this wasn't exactly what she had in mind... but certainly happy that it was happening. So much so that she was softly smiling into every kiss...and she was almost being greedy with him now. She wanted every inch of him while she still could, though, how are you meant to ask for something like that? No... anything more would be Sages move, for whenever he was ready.

When Anya ran her hands down his chest and abdomen he closed his eyes for a moment as a shudder ran through his body. God, was this really her first time doing this? She seemed to know exactly what to do to make him want...well, to put it frankly, to want more. He let her be rough...he was putting himself in a vulnerable position, and he wanted her to take advantage of that. He'd never given himself up like this to anyone, not even in the tavern. While he's been on his back in the tavern, he still kept his vulnerable points gaurded. But with Anya he was completely relaxed, at ease even. He felt small underneath her, and vulnerable, but he found that he liked it. He didn't have to act big or strong around her, he could let her be the boss. He could sense her greediness, but also her hesitation. He understood that...he'd been taken advantage of at the tavern over and over again. He shifted slightly so their hips were touching, lightly since she was straddling him, but touching all the same and wrapped his arms around her, running them down her back and closing around her hips. If she wanted him, all of him, he'd give it to her. He was showing her, telling her, she could have him...all she had to do was accept his invitations.

Anya found that she was all too aware of his hands on her hips... his touch was so gentle, yet it was so... electric. It had made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Wherever his hands had wandered, it send chills all the way through her. She felt her heart going faster when he shifted beneath her, pounding at her chest like it wanted out. He was telling her that it was alright, that this was what he wanted too, and yet she found herself a little apprehensive. This is what she wanted, to be with Sage, even if it was just for the night... but god, was she nervous. Everything else seemed to have come so naturally... the kissing, the touching, but she wasn't at all sure how to go about this. She trusted Sage to look after her... to guide her a little, which he had already started to do. The girl ran her hands back down his body, her fingers playing at the edge of his pants, though hadn't once taken her lips away from his. She waited for a short moment before softly pulling away before placing a kiss much like the first to his lips. "Sage, I... I've never done this before." She whispered softly. He knew that... but she almost felt as though she needed remind him.

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Sage let out a short gasp when she brought her hands downwards again, electric thrills running up and down his spine. He shuddered slightly, closing his eyes for a brief moment and opening them again when she spoke. He gave her a soft smile and nodded. "I know. Just...let it happen. Like everything else. Don't think about what to do. It'll come naturally," he murmured. "Don't worry about it." He chuckled slightly. "Besides, this is kind of a first for me too," he admitted. "I've never actually...like...responded to anyone. I just lay on the bed," he pointed out. She had no way of knowing that, he knew, but it would help her calm down a bit. At least he hoped so...his heart was pounding and he was breathing heavily already. He wanted her more than, well, anything. Even if it was just this once, he wanted to really, truly be loved by someone. To feel what it was like. He hadn't really gotten it from anyone else, even Lizzie.

The girl gave a slight smile. He had been so good about her being nervous... she almost hadn't expected it. Well, she wasn't sure what she had expected, exactly, but it certainly wasn't him being so ok with it. If anything, he had made her want to give herself up to him even more, if that was actually possible. The fact that he hadn't responded to anyone the way he was now, almost filled her with some sort of pride. It was a reassurance that she wasn't making a complete fool out of herself... that she could relax a little. Her smile widened just a little, her blush still heavy in her face. The girl leaned in again and placed the softest kiss to the soft of his neck. "This is what I mean when I say you're perfect," she murmured softly, noting to how he had been so reassuring with her. The girl let a soft chuckle before wiggling back a little and slipping her dress off over her head and chucking it to the side. She then let her hands wander back down to the edge of his pants, letting her fingers run around the rim before carefully shuffling them down until she could eventually chuck them to the side.

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Sage gasped when she kissed his neck, not knowing why, really, but it sent electricity running through his whole body. He didn't know what he had expected when she tossed her dress to the side, but damn, she was pretty. He had said that before, he knew, but now it was in a while different light. He was fine to go slow with her, though he had seen her smile when he told her he'd never responded to any of the customers. She'd been a bit rough before, and he pretty much expected the same now. Then he had an idea and he cocked his head slightly. "Anya...could you, uhm, cover these up," he asked tapping the scars on his neck from one of his more rough customers. "If I'm going to have scars from...this...I want them to be from you. Make your own. Please?" It was an odd question, but it wouldn't hurt him, he knew that. And Anya was nice, gentle, but he hoped she wouldn't argue about it. He really wanted this, wanted the scars to be covered up with ones she gave him. He'd have something of her even if he never saw her again.

Anya paused for a short moment before cocking her head slightly. She had not intention of hurting him... nether the less scar him. She had gotten a little rough while kissing him, but that was just because she had gotten a little more passionate than she had intended... but he was asking her to scar him again... well, he wasn't exactly asking, more like telling her to leave a mark on him, to cover up an undoubtably bad experience. She would do it for that reason alone, but scars were permanent. He'd have that trace of her for his whole life... and did he really want that? A constant reminder of what they could never be? Or... what they could only manage once? She met his eyes for a moment, trying to read whatever was going through his head... to find out if this was really what he wanted. But there was no hesitance there. Not even and ounce. Eventually, she gave a slow nod before letting herself drop a little closer to him "Alright," she whispered quietly before shuffling forwards slightly and starting to place soft kisses on his cheek before slowly working her way towards his neck. She was a little hesitant at first... afraid to cause him any kind of harm before slowly getting a little braver with it. If she really hurt him at any point, she wanted him to tell her... to almost put her in check.

Sage shivered slightly as she worked her way downwards, but it was a good feeling. He knew she was hesitant, she wouldn't want to hurt him. But she wouldn't. It wouldn't hurt him, and even if it did, he wanted this. It was something that he could keep with him for the rest of his life. It would be a short one, sure, but that way he'd ways have something of her with him. To remind him of what they could act like. It may only be one night, but he would take one night of being loved over never having this. Working in the tavern gave him a whole new appreciation for this, for love in general. He was learning, to deal with those positive emotions, like love and hope. But that was only because of Anya. Without her his life would have already been over, possibly before Lizzie's had ended. But right now he didn't want to dwell on those thoughts. Anya was still kissing his neck, and he wanted to be present with her, all night long. He wanted to feel her. No matter what they were doing, he wanted to be with her. She was doing fine so far, wonderful, actually, if he was to judge. But he wasn't judging anymore than she'd be judging him.

Anya found herself a little lost with her hands as she kissed him, trying to find somewhere for them to rest. Eventually, she reached for both of his hands and entwined her fingers tightly through his as she started getting to the point where she was making marks on his skin... though, not scars just yet. More like hickeys. She suddenly found herself relieved that the cave was so covered... she found that she was enjoying the slightly rougher side, though tried to keep a cap on it, considering that she had been so reluctant to cross over from her gentle touches. Her heart was still pounding at her, which had sent the nerves that she might have been doing too much... but she trusted Sage to stop her if she was. She wouldn't mind if they were to take things slow and let the night run on... she loved him enough that she wanted to make the night last forever. And she was sure that Sage would know that by now.