Jorah was mildly disappointed that she did not desire him enough to want that. He continued to work on her breasts before moving to kiss along her collarbone. His eyes looked up to hers with longing and a hint of worry that he had disappointed her in some way. "Do you desire that I leave then?" He whispered softly.

He wanted her so much that he might die if she did indeed send him away now. Although, he was staining her hand with his precum that was leaking steadily from his cock.