While Galen wasn't too sure who this Jupiter was, he somehow through his pleasure hazed mind figured it was her name for one of those god types she probably worshipped or knew of. But considering she was saying it like that, he grinned against exploring her beautiful chest and kept at it. At least until she had grasped him again and he let out another long moan.
"Kriff," he panted. He had definitely never felt like this before. And as she slid onto him, he stumbled back onto the couch to sit, not trusting himself to remain standing for his first time. "B-by the Force," he trembled with pleasure. Regaining his breath as best he could, he suckled on her neck a little, working his mouth up to her ear.
"Do I move?" His voice was a bit uncertain at what he needed to be doing next. He felt a bit like an idiot asking, but he didn't want to do anything wrong, let alone hurt her. As he waited for her response, he ran his hands down her waist to her thighs.