Something about her sexual whimpering does have its appeal. How pathetic and desperate it is reminds him of those who would plead with him for their lives or to make the pain end.

He wishes he had some of her blood for lube, but it's just as well that it hurts her going in somewhat dry. He spits on his hand and strokes himself a few times, then lines up to insert himself. Then he pauses, remembering that he's supposed to ask her. It seems like a given, since she mentioned wanting it earlier, but...

"Is this... Acceptable to you?"