"Pray? To you?" A low chuckle fills his chest, buzzes through his lips against her skin and honeyed eyes roll, then seem to roll backwards at the push of her hips, the pressure that builds in the pit of his belly.

"Nah, I don't think prayer's gonna help us anymore...good ol' hard work might. A kinda pilgrimage. Dunno if you can handle it...but I'll guide you. For a small fee."

His mouth splits into a smirk, all teeth, pearly whites which descend to sink into her neck as his hips move backwards and slowly, slowly he pushes himself down over the dildo in one fell swoop. Oh, but he doesn't push further past the rim, merely lets the tip stretch him to the brim, lets it fill him up.

Slowly, slowly he rotates his hips, long neck bared as a moan falls from his mouth. He balances himself on the balls of his feet and sighs.