"Please."

A single word with so much meaning behind it. In one breath Fenris accepted everything that was to come, and she knew she had earned it.

The intense emotions coursing through her were a succulent feast for the Djinn as he returned to his work. Knew she was angry, furious even, but he didn't care. It was far better for her to get her rage out now, while he could sooth her with mind numbing pleasure than to allow it to build and generate suspicion of his true intentions later. Besides, there were few activities more enjoyable than bending a strong will to his desires.

He released her hands, instead bringing his digits to bear on swollen clit. His fingers rubbed insistently over the sensitive button in a circular motion, eliciting a shout of pleasure from his partner. At the same time, he tongue dove deep within her drenched sex, swirling and pressing against the slick walls. Up and down, in and out, his muscle explored every inch of her, never focusing on one spot for too long. All the while his fingers were busy, drawing her body closer and closer to the release she so desperately needed.

Her back bowed and her breaths came in gasps as the pleasure built within her. Arblis could feel her returning to the peak he denied before, and this time there would be no halt to the sensations. Her body rocked back and forth, her eyes closed, clearly trying to return to the wonderful dream he had torn her away from, but they both knew exactly who was making her feel so incredible. He glanced up and saw that her hands now grasped her breasts, trying to bring the release even sooner.

With a final scream of pleasure, Arblis felt he body beneath him spasm as the half asian reached her peak. He didn't let up his ministrations until he was sure the waves of pleasure had passed, letting her gushing juices roll over his tongue. At last, he raised his head and regarded the beauty he had so cruelly denied before.

"I apologize for teasing you like that, but I can absorb your need much more effectively when it is focused directly on me, rather than a mental construct." he said, with a close approximation of sincerity. "Besides, now that we both know how badly you want this, the rest of the evening can be much more fun. Do you need more time to recover, or shall we move on to the main course."

Apologize!? What an ass! Fenris didn’t have to read minds to know Arblis didn’t regret his actions in the slightest. He had the air of a predator; she’d been around enough dangerous beasts to know that much. What he’d done had not been accidental. His every word and action up to this point had been aimed at getting her as wound up as a tight spring.

The damned thing was, it had worked. The young woman’s body was aflame with passion now, and it carnally hungered for satisfaction. Fenris didn’t like to think of herself as prey, but right now there was no doubt that this being firmly held the upper hand right now.

The girl slipped a hand down over her mound, and moved her other arm across her chest as she silently took a moment to recompose herself. It was no use. There was no turning back now. She did need this; she needed him. Her mind told herself that it was for Adena, but a fraction of her consciousness caused her cheeks to flush slightly at what she was about to do. Steely blue eyes locked onto the face of her supposed partner with a hard look of scrutiny, as though she were trying to see into him.

Finally, embarrassed but helpless against what was to come, Fenris moved her hands away from her body. She lined up her forearms parallel to each other above her head as her face softened just a shade. Her chest still rose and fell sharply with deep, excited breaths.

“Okay,” was the only word she said. Spoken softly, with a breath of something akin to surrender. She was a vision of sexuality. Completely naked, spread out upon the white sheet like a dish. That perfect chest heaved with arousal, and her sex glistened with the dew of her passion. Every ounce of her seemed to call out for a lover.