Vincent was rock hard as she pushed his trousers down, the beautiful woman in front of him only spurring him on, and he laughed at her.
"I told you," he said, pulling at the revealing black dress she wore, wanting to see how she looked beneath.
"I told you, I'm scared of nothing."
Not even dragons. Glaurung, rearing above him, preparing to crush and rend him - Glaurung screaming and thrashing with the hilts of Gurthang buried deep in his soft belly - even then, he had no fear.
He kissed her again, nipping at her lips as his hands felt her bare skin beneath his.