A Touch of Heat

[Zesiro]

Zesiro saw a look her own face was probably displaying. One that would show the growing feeling of need and desire. There was no emotion involved other than passion. She felt within him, the same need she had passed onto Kyrel. He almost looked like a cat that wanted to pounce on its prey and she was that prey.

Very little emotion showed on his face or in his voice. This game of dominance to see how far he could push her until she lost her control, she would surprise him and resist the need longer. It was a losing battle though, but she resisted one more round.

Instead of walking off to change into something, Zesiro a garment at a time, slowly, temptingly and seductively removed each one. If she was untouched be the time she finished, then she would go change into one of the other outfits. She maintained as much eye contact throughout as she could and kept silent.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He looked at her, this game had always been one between them. There was no love of course, but only desire and lust. He had played this with her for weeks if not a month. This was something that wasn't new for the both of them, in fact half the time it was very fun. Depending on the circumstances of course but in the end it always ended with the two of them passed out in their bare skin somewhere.

He looked and watched as she started to slowly remove her clothes, but did so in a teasing manner all the while looking at him in the eyes as if knowing what she was doing. All he could do was watch as if he had become hypnotized, and then changed into one of the revealing outfits he had gotten for her, he had waited to see what else she could do with the growing urge to jump her rising.

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

Walking out of the room, Zesiro clearly making the best of the moment. She would put extra emphasis on her movements and went at a graceful, dignified pace. Once before she left the room, she twirled around, allowing Kyrel a good view of her front. He would probably see she was enjoying toying with him and withholding herself.

If he had followed her, she would perform the same in her room as she had in his even when putting on a less restrictive outfit. If he hadn't then she would dress normally, but as she returned she would resume the teasing and flaunting walk.

With a fully flirtatious smile, Zesiro walked into the room and stopped just short of her master.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

He was hypnotized by her sway, and even getting a view of her chest, he could tell that she was enjoying this, and a part of him was clearly getting irritated as he started following her, he was getting addicted to her if he had not already and so was eager to what would come from this as he had followed her to her room.

As soon as they had both entered, he had seen her do the same movements and noticed how she was seductively swaying at times nonetheless he continued watching, even as she changed right in front of him. His eyes still remained glued to her, and no matter if she was changing or not.

Upon seeing her flirtatious smile, he decided to take advantage and grope her chest as to go into a bit of payback with her, noticing then when she does this she largely doesn't do any touching, and so figured she could use a taste of her medicine.

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

Seeing Kyrel follow her to her room, even if he didn't give in yet, she had won. Her movements entranced him and he was maintaining as much control as she was. That control on her part was starting to wane and if he didn't break soon she would.

Changing into something that left little more to the imagination than bare skin, Zesiro did not expect the move he made. What she had anticipated was him giving in, instead his hand merely reached out and felt her chest under the silk top he had given her.

While the contact effected her more than a simple, hungering look, it didn't quite push her to where she lost control. Her body would naturally show her reaction physically though and that would be seen through the silk.

Zesiro moved in so close that barely an inch separated the two of them and leaned forward. Inhaling a breath through her nose, she looked up at her master and lightly let the breath out across his neck and ear.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

The space between them was unbearable, but he knew his move worked as she moved closer, her control starting to fail as there faces were only an inch from each other, he looked at her his eyes hungry for her as she let out a breath that hit his neck and ear, it made him slightly shiver as he stood.

He kept squeezing her ample chest even more, before allowing his hands to roam across her body, he then moved in and gave her a teasing kiss. The desire overwhelming him he knew it wouldn't take long for either one of them to break.

He then looked at her with the same hungry eyes and waited for what would come next to his breath likewise on her neck.

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

His control lasted longer than hers again and Zesiro knew he had won. Even though her breath on his neck had caused him to shiver, it hadn't been enough to make him lose his control. For her it wasn't the squeezing that caused, but his hands wondering across her body and his kiss.

She let out a mental groan that only she could hear as Kyrel pulled away only slightly to look at her with his hungry eyes.

"I'll last longer than you some day, Master."

Allowing her passion and addiction to take over, Zesiro pressed her body against his, wrapped her arms around his hips and held him close as she kissed him back. Filling that kiss with as much passion as she could, she pressed her mouth firmly on his almost hurting herself in the process.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]

 

[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel could feel it, her control was all but gone from her, and he could tell from the look she was giving him. He reveled in it as he knew that he had won the game. Now it all went from there. He still had his hands roaming across her body, with a slight smirk on his face.

He answered her as she said that she would manage to beat him someday. "We shall see someday apprentice, but I doubt that is gonna happen. I know you."

She then leaped at him kissing him deeply and full of passion, as she kept pressing her mouth firmly on his, and her body against his. His hands were around her hips, as he kept enjoying the kiss, his own passion rising to meet hers as he broke the kiss as he whispered seductively slowly nibbling her ear. "For tonight I am willing to be merciful and let you take control." He said as he resumed the kiss pressing firmly against her body, as he was lost to his own senses.

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Zesiro]

The need, desire and addiction were met and fulfilled for both of them. Garments were removed or torn to be taken off. Zesiro did not attempt at seducing, this was all about taking care of an addiction she wasn't aware was one.

The night passed with her in control for most of it and while it wasn't a tame night, it was less destructive to the both of them than when Kyrel dominated. When morning came, they were still awake but her needed fix was taken care of and she rolled out of the bed.

Her eyes were clear as she looked at Kyrel and there was no hunger in them for the moment.

"What do you intend to teach me?"

She wasn't tired or worn out for some reason either. Her trek across the planet, beating and then being up all night and Zesiro still wanted to learn.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]