The intoxication Nadya felt from the touch and taste of Frost was so much more raw than any other experience she had had before. This truly her first time where her pheromone affinity wasn't calling the shots and flooding her system. No, all these feelings and sensations were purely hers and it was so much better. There was no question if Frost wanted her or was simply responding to that draw. She was wholly the cause of his heated kisses and sounds of satisfaction. The young woman offered him no resistance on being lain on the bed with his form pressing lightly down upon hers.

Nadya's eyes fluttered with muffled sighs, moans, and pants as his hands navigated her body, memorizing it like a map from neck to hips and every swell in between. Only when he divested her of her panties and paused a moment to appreciate her in her full nudity did she open her eyes once more. Sometimes she didn't understand why he kept his hair covering his eyes which she loved so much. Nadya gently tugged him back down to her, one hand caressing the side of his face, her thumb gracing the skin beside his injured eye before leaning up to place a light kiss in her thumbs place. She hoped he would continue to drop his guard and let her into his world, to know him in all his strengths and weaknesses and care for him entirely. The gentle kiss trailed to his lips to resume that heat that had taken a moment to simmer.

Feeling the fabric of his jeans against her skin only reminded her that there was one last barrier to what they both truly wanted. They had to go. She whispered as such as she began to diligently remove them only to pause once opened enough to take his length in hand. The gasp that escaped his lips was like music to her ears and stoked the desire that burned in her. Her hand was unhurried in its movement to explore that sensitive flesh from top to bottom, earning more sounds of satisfaction from her boyfriend through their kiss. Nadya was left in a slight confused haze when Frost pulled away though didn't voice complaint when she saw it was only to divest himself completely of his pants. It was her turn to appreciate his form completely now, a smirk upon her lips as he easily shifted them fully onto the bed and back between her legs.

Frost continued to stoke that fire within her, her heart hammering as his hands traveled south upon her thighs then up to her own most intimate spot. It was Nadya's turn to groan in desire and mixture of teased frustration. How talented those fingers were that explored her. Once more his lips were upon hers, distracting her as his fingers were replaced with what they both desired and finally entered her. It had been oh so long since she had been with someone like this. A sharp gasp was pulled from Nadya at the intrusion, her fingers digging into his forearms, "Wait..." She breathed against him with her eyes shut tight. It was perhaps a lot to ask after such a hurricane of want to be told to stop and hold still. She needed only a moment though before her body noticeably relaxed once more and her hips gave an experimental roll beneath him. "...Ok." Nadya pressed a kiss to his chest as she wrapped her arms around him.

Every movement of Frost's Nadya followed, moving as one and climbing that pleasurable mountain together. Her fingers raked down his back to grip at his rear in encouragement of every thrust and angle which caused her body to alight. How talented he was. Why had she waited so long for this? He needed no guidance in how to bring her pleasure. If she had the use of her brain for logical thought she would have been jealous that it was simply because of how many other lovers he had had. Every time he touched a certain area of skin or thrust a particular way that caused stars to shoot behind her eyes he was quick to do so again. The pleasure overload had Nadya writhing beneath him moaning his name...his real name like a mantra.