This was certainly no time for rational thought. No, this was a time to be guided by instinct, by carnal lust. And when done right, it was such a beautiful thing, and held far more potency than any rational thought did. People had a tendency to let down their guard in the heat of the moment, so to speak. But it wasn't that reason that drove Gaia. Oh no, she loved the rush of a climax, being pushed to that extreme of euphoria. And pairing it with the cocaine high she was currently on? Oh, that would be more than beautiful to her.
She did not mind that Galen's kiss was not as strong as hers, it was to be expected when one was not used to such pleasures and feelings. But she would teach him, and he would learn. She felt him try to clumsily feel her chest through her dress, another thing she did not hold against him, it was something that improved with experience.
The scars did not bother her in the slightest. If anything, she found they turned her on even more. Definitely much like a gladiator. Oh she felt herself all ready getting wet, all ready aching to feel him inside her. As he started working on removing her dress, she curved her body this way and that to help his movements. Of course, this also caused her hips to shift against his, to rub herself against that bulge in his pants. Sucking in a breath and groaning at that sensation, she gazed at him through half-open eyes.
"It only gets better from this point on," she replied. "Jupiter's fucking cock, you must be the size of a stallion." She was, of course, referring to that lovely bulge, and wondering just what size he would be. If the rest of his taught and hard body was anything to go on, she would not be disappointed. Leaning in close to him, she flicked her tongue against his neck, letting her mouth work along it as her hands still wandered his torso, drinking in every inch of skin and muscle she could get her hands on.