Below.

Shedding the last of his attire, Orus came upon the bed beside the woman, rolling onto his back as he took hold of her wrist to drag it over him. She let him pull her, gliding into position above him so she straddled his hips. He placed his hands on her naked waist, admiring her softly-lit form from below.

“Does that answer your question?” he asked in a low voice.

She looked down at him, her bare breasts lifting in a pleasant sigh as her lips formed a smirk. “Almost,” she said, leaning forward to place her hands upon his chest. His erect member stood between them.

She brought her mouth to his, and their tongues met. Her body rocked forward, sliding her quim over the tip of his cock as she broke the kiss. Her face was replaced by her chest in his vision, and he traded her tongue for a pert nipple.

She let out a titillating moan, the fingers on his chest flexing appreciatively. When she rocked back, her mouth returning to his, she sank her hips down and impaled herself upon him with a groan. The knight's hands slid down the woman's waist, gripping the sides of her buttocks. She broke the kiss to tip her forehead against his, hot breath blowing over his face as he watched her breasts sway in the scant, dark space between their bodies.

Her hips rolled on top of him, up and down, back and forth, ebbing and flowing in time with her heated breaths. He met her rhythm with the rising of his own, quickly finding he had to keep up as she increased the pace. One hand came up to grip the hair laying behind his ear, and she brought her mouth down again, this time to gently bite at his lip.

Their movements sped up, her bite slowly increasing in pressure, until finally her mouth opened wide, releasing his lip with a gasp of pleasure. Her gyrations turned to spasms, and with accompanying grunts Orus continued to thrust his hips off the bed twice more, before letting out a great sigh as he released his seed inside of her.

She slid down his side, rolling off his body, panting as she came to rest on her back beside him. Orus lay there catching his own breath, confident his end of the bargain was held up as he looked over to see the satisfied expression on her hair-strewn face.

“Does that much help you with your needs?” he asked. She turned a dark eye to him, glistening breasts rising with the breath for her reply.