Elsa was still kneeling before him, his erection there in front of her. She was wary of sucking him off the way he wanted her to, he wanted her to do it like she was his lover. He kept telling her that she would fall in love with him eventually, that she would grow to need him. She didn't think that was true, she was sure she could do the acts he demanded of her and yet remain detached -- but his demanding her act like a lover was disturbing to her. She relented though, and leaned forward, closing her eyes and taking him into her mouth again. She bobbed up and down slowly, her tongue running up and down his underside slowly.