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A/N: WELL...THINGS ARE HEATING UP. So consider this a warning XD

With my training session at a standstill, I found myself with a lot of free time in my hands.

Somewhere in the back of my brain, I could entertain the possibility that maybe I would be sent back to the Mortal world, but the moment I thought about it, it seemed to crush my soul and I was forced to tear my thoughts away from it.

I started frequenting Crystal much more often. My time was easier to manage so I was able to balance my academics and visiting Neronz with relative ease. Back at school however, I started noticing that Nia seemed to be acting strangely different. I wanted to ask her but decided it would be too pushy.

Aris had regained his normal demeanor and I soon learnt that Aahan had decided to grant him his scholarship money. I was relieved that at least it meant that no matter what his dad did, he would be able to remain at Asteria. The only thing that bothered me, was that I might not.

With each day that Azure didn't call for me, I became more sure that he had given up on me. That he was arranging for a Znicit. Even though I had been scared of my powers, I knew they were a part of me and thinking about being ripped off them, made me feel hollow. My last Znicit had been unsuccessful and excruciating, and I was not looking forward to another experience.

One day when I reached Neronz, I met Crystal in the market in the main square with a handful of supplies. She smiled when she saw me and inspite of my dire situation, my heart leaped.

"I have something for you to see," she said, smiling as she led me upstairs. She gripped my hand firmly as we walked into the living room and I gazed around in wonder.

"You renovated."

She shook her head, beaming. "Just bought some new stuff."

I gazed around at the brand new, light brown curtains. She had got a few new vases that were seated on top of a new mahogany cabinet. She had even bought a new glass table that had replaced the earlier one on front of the couch. There was a new, tall lampshade near the bed.

"I know it doesn't go too well with the current apartment but," she walked over to me, "It'll look great in the new one."

I smiled at her softly, pulling her in close. "You're amazing," I kissed her forehead. "I'm so proud of you."

"Because I totally broke into my savings and splurged everything?" she teased.

My eyes widened. "You're out of savings?"

She shook her head and laughed her twinkling laughter that set my heart aflame. "No, I was kidding."

I wanted to offer her financial help. I knew what it was like to worry about your next meal. But I didn't want to hurt her pride.

That evening, we sat on the couch as we watched a movie. A part of me was debating with the fact of whether I should tell her about the kiss I had shared with Aris. But somehow, I didn't want to. It hadn't meant anything more than a kiss to me. It was just in the moment. And I didn't want her to think it was more than that.

I gazed sideways at her.

Dusk had fallen and the pale, yellow glow of the sun was the only think lighting the apartment. Her face was alight from the light of the television screen.

I gazed at her wavy, soft hair. Her beautiful, hazel eyes. Her full lips and desire started pulling ta my insides. I placed my hand on her knee as she looked at me. I leaned forward and kissed her softly, whispering against her mouth. "Cris, I want to try again," I leaned back as she gazed at me, her eyes glittering from the last few rays of the sun as she nodded silently. "But I should warn you," I said, my heart suddenly thumping erratically. "I know almost nothing. Except you know...where it's all supposed to go."

She smiled her maddening, mischievous smile.

"It's okay Zeke," she said, her dark lashed casting shadows on her skin. I gazed at her, my heart clenching in pain. A pleasant, yearning pain. "I'll teach you," she said softly, moving closer to me.

 My breath caught in my throat as I felt her body heat radiating seductively off her. Her scent making me feel light headed. She moved closer to me, straddling me as she settled on my lap. She was light, comforting. Instinctively I pulled her closer, mesmerized by her enigmatic eyes. I nodded softly, almost inconspicuously.

"Promise me that you'll ask me to stop if it gets too overwhelming," she said, kissing the tip of my nose tenderly. I loved how gentle she was with me, and I wanted to be vulnerable with her.

"Mhm," I said, parting my mouth slightly as I gazed at hers. She leaned backwards as I supported her lower back with my arms and tugged off her dress, leaving her in lacy back lingerie that made me harden instantly. My eyes travelled all along her face, down to her lips, her collar bone, her ample breasts and lower. I suddenly felt like I needed more air. Her sexy body was making me drunken. She leaned forward, whispering in my ear as she placed a hand on my chest.

"I'll teach you everything Ezekiel," she said, nibbling my earlobes as I gasped. Her hand slowly travelled lower and lower, lifting the edge of my tshirt and sliding inside it. The feeling of her warm hand on my feverish skin made me growl softly with need. "How am I supposed to be patient if you make noises like that?" she whispered, trailing kissing along my jaw and to my neck.

She sucked on my skin wetly, sending my heart into overdrive as my body heated up with lust. She tugged my tshirt off me and discarded it to the floor, leaving me topless. She moved closer to me so she straddled me right where I was craving her touch. Her hands moved lower between my legs, stroking softly as I let out a low moan. Her eyes flitted to mine, a pink flush on her face, her lips parted open. Her eyes burning. "Is this okay?" she whispered. 

Yes. Do anything you want with me.

I bit my lip and nodded, not trusting myself to speak as she smiled softly and unzipped my pants. My heart almost leaped out of my chest when I felt her touch me. Her hand caressing. Waiting. Stroking. Firm but eager. Gentle but erotic.

I wanted her. Like nothing I had ever wanted.

All my inhibitions and doubts evaporated at her touch.

It was getting harder and harder to breathe as she increased her pace. "Fuck...Cris..." she buried her face in the crook of my neck, her warm breathe making my skin light up.

"How does it feel Zeke?"

I slowly started thrusting into her hand in response, willing her to go faster. I gazed at her face in awe. Her open mouth. Wondering how her lips would feel all over my skin. Pleasuring me. What it would feel like to be inside her.

I grabbed her hand, even though it took ll my strength to stop her movements. "I want to make you feel good Cris," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "Tell me how to make you feel good."

She took a deep breath, biting her lower lip before she leaned back and unhooked her bra. I bit my lip as another groan escaped my mouth. She was so fucking sexy.

She smiled softly, her gaze confident but shy at the same time. I couldn't take my eyes off her topless torso. She took my hand, placing it near her mouth as our eyes met and a wild electricity crackled between us. She sucked the tip of my finger, her tongue tracing.

I was losing rationality at her actions. All I wanted was to push her down and have my way with her. But I didn't protest as she got up, sliding to the other side of the couch and removing her panties.

Fuck.

I had never seen anything more beautiful.

I loved the way the light kissed her curves, accentuating them even further. "Come here," she whispered as I followed. "Strip for me," she ordered, and hypnotized, I did. She bit her lip and pulled me close to her, straddling me again.

"You're so fucking hard..." she kissed me, her chest rising and falling rapidly as I reveled in the reaction she had had on seeing me. I didn't feel conscious around her, but like I was wanted. Desired. 

She took my hand and placed it on her breast. "One of the major erogenous zones," she said, her voice strained with lust. "But for most women it won't get the job done."

I caressed her hard nipples gently, circling my thumb around the skin. Fire coursed through my body. I whispered hoarsely. "And for you?"

She didn't say anything. "I do like it. But...there's so much more," she took my hand and traced it along her naval and to her thighs. "It's best to work your way up."

I started stroking her soft skin. I nodded at her, moving my hand further up and finally between her legs. She let out a loud, delicious gasp when the pad of my thumb stroked her wetness. "Use your finger to stroke...circles," she whispered.

I did what she said, slowly stroking her arousal in circles. She felt so wet. So warm. I loved the way she gasped, whispering softly as her pleasure built up. "Now..." she whispered, her breaths labored. Naked pleasure coursed through me at the sight of her. "I want you to slide your finger inside me," she whispered.

I buried my face in the crook of her neck, biting into her skin as I did what she said. "Fuck...you're so fucking wet..." I whispered, my voice hoarse, my fantasies running wild. I started thrusting my finger in and out of her eager body before she spoke again.

"Now use two fingers..."
  
I inserted two fingers inside her, as she threw back her head and gave a long moan. I leaned backwards so I could look at her while I fingered her. She felt so hot. So wet. So tight. I wanted to taste her. Eat her up. I couldn't get enough. I wanted to fuck her. Needed her like a drug. Craved her desperately. I thrust my fingers deeper inside her, stroking eagerly. She gasped, her breasts heaving as her pleasure mounted. "Zeke...oh!"

She didn't have to instruct me any further. I increased my pace, fingering her faster. Reducing it slowly. Withdrawing them from inside her and stroking her, teasing her heat. Savage, animal desire coursed through me at the sight of her writhing in pleasure. "Cris...I need to be inside you." I whispered desperately.

She looked at me, biting her lower lip as she nodded. I withdrew my fingers from inside her as she straddled me, stroking my raging erection with her wet arousal. Her soft, wet heat sent me over the edge almost immediately. But it wasn't enough. I needed more of her. All of her.

"Wait," she whispered breathlessly as she reached over the table on the side and opened the top drawer, fishing out the small plastic. She opened it and I heard the crinkle of plastic as she rolled the condom over me. She kissed me wildly, her tongue entering my mouth before gripping my member firmly and thrusting the tip of it inside her as the entire length of it disappeared between her legs.

I let out a loud moan of pleasure, biting my lip as the unfamiliar, inexplicable feeling raged through me, rattling my senses. "Fuck..fuck...Cris!"

Hot. Soft. Wet. It took all my strength to not break at that instant.

She didn't move, letting me take my time. Our eyes met and she leaned over to kiss me tenderly. "You feel so good Ezekiel..." she whispered. I kissed her again, our tongues entangling in fiery passion.

"Ride me baby," I whispered against her lips. "Make me come."

She bit her lip as she slowly started moving her hips. Her hands curling around my neck as she gyrated. Grinded. I couldn't think of anything except her. I couldn't believe how good she felt. She was so tight. So fucking hot. I loved the way her body gripped onto mine, like she never wanted to let go.

She started moving her hips faster, as I rested my head against the couch, my pleasure building up in a crescendo. I was intoxicated by her movements. Drunken in her scent. She gyrated her hips, little whimpers and moans escaping her mouth. Her noises were like aphrodisiac to my ears as I gazed at her riding me faster and faster. She raised a hand behind her head and gripped her hair as she let out a long drawn moan, her eyes closed.

I grabbed her hips, pushing deeper inside her. Feeling her hot body, wet with need.

"Oh...Zeke!" she moaned desperately, her hands raked down to my chest, her fingernails digging into my skin as she bit her lip, her movement stopping, her body becoming still for a spit second before she shuddered and collapsed in my arms.

I held her close, amazed at the way her body had reacted to mine. Amazed at the way her body had spasmed uncontrollably. She slowly came around, leaning back as she looked up at me with a shy smile, and I knew I was destroyed. Her cheeks were flushed slightly from her orgasm, her eyes bright with the flush. "You're good at this Zeke," she whispered. She kissed me hungrily before she spoke. "I want to taste you."

The way she said it, she sounded so unbelievably sexy. I could sense how much she desired me. And I nodded. She got up and my body protested against the loss but I didn't react. My rock hard member was still yearning for her attention. She knelt down to her knees, kissing the inside of my thighs as a thrilling chill shot up my abdomen. She removed the plastic and discarded it unceremoniously, letting me feel her skin. She kissed her way to the tip of my member, stroking it gently with her hand. She flicked her tongue across the tip, sending my heart into an overdrive.

She took her time. Licking. Sucking. Stroking. I loved the way her mouth felt against my hot skin. Loved the way her tongue worshiped my body. Loved the way her mouth felt around my straining erection. She sped up, her tongue exploring my entire length. Her mouth felt so right. So hot. So wet.

I knotted my hands in her hair, willing her to go faster as I slowly started thrusting in her mouth. I knew I couldn't last much longer, my pleasure rising immeasurably. "Fuck..fuck..I'm gonna come."

I whispered, my voice needy and frantic with need. She didn't stop, increasing her pace as finally, I felt the walls of pleasure cascade over me and I was submerged under a tide of ecstasy. My mind went blissfully blank as I reached the edge of paradise, falling into a bliss.

I felt her lips on my jaw. My neck. My ear. Whispering fervently. "I love You, Ezekiel." She leaned back to look at me, biting her lip nervously. The woman who owned me.

"I love you too Crystal. So fucking much."

She smiled softly as she hugged me, our naked, hot bodies locked in a passionate embrace as the night dissolved in multiple rounds of passionate love.