**Sang**

"Sang?" I look up from the table to meet his eyes. "Would you care to join me upstairs for desert?"

After this amazing dinner, I'm not sure I can eat much more, but something in his eyes make me think he's not referring to food. I'm not sure where the confidence comes from, maybe it's in his eyes; the way they hungrily drink me in as I stand from the table. He pushes his chair back, letting his eyes trail up my body, before he stands as well. His eyes drink in my outfit, chosen specifically for him, to suit his specific tastes.

All of my boys have very different personalities, which means they all have different opinions on what they like to see me in. I have to admit, I love dressing up for my boys. Tonight I have on a form fitting maroon halter dress that flows out at the waist, with a split down my right leg starting just above my knee, and black strappy heels, showcasing the pedicure meanie gave me before he left. My hair is done in light curls, and is pulled to one side of my head to hang over my shoulder.

His eyes stop their perusal to meet mine, the desire I see in them is enough to have me blush the same color as my dress.

I lay my hand in his outstretched one as I reply to him, "I'd love to Owen."

We leave the dining room to go up stairs to his room. On the top floor, we walk down the hall and stop at the third door on the right. Owen releases my hand to stand in front of me, looking into my eyes while he opens the door behind him. He steps to the side and gestures for me to enter before him. Walking into the room, I'm greeted by subtle scent of Jasmine over the natural spring soap scent that i associate with Owen.

I feel the air shift as Owen walks into the room and closes the door behind him. He walks up behind me and smooths his hands down my waist, settling them to rest on my hips. He steps up closer, bring his front flush to my back. I close my eyes to revel in the feel of his body on mine.

"What do you think?" He whispers in my ear, sending a delicious shiver through my body.

I slowly open my eyes to take in the room. His queen sized bed had a light grey comforter with white throw pillows, all covered in bright red rose petals. His desk has a candle on each corner, giving the room a soft glow; in the center is a silver tray with a cover, hiding what I'm assuming is desert.

"It's beautiful." I say in a hushed whisper, to afraid to ruin the mood the room gives off.

"Come." He says while taking my hand and leading me over to the bed.

I sit down on the edge, and he releases my hand to walk over to the desk. He picks something up and places it behind his back when he walks back to me.

Standing in front of me, I look up to see his gorgeous eyes, a puddle of molten steel, looking back at me with desire and...apprehension? What could he be worried about?

"Owen?" I ask softly.

"Do you trust me?"

Do I trust him? I suppose if I didn't I wouldn't be here now. There's hardly anyone on campus, most of my friends went home for the holiday; Kayli is with Axel somewhere, Victor is back at the dorms. I'm alone with Owen in this big house and he's asking me if I trust him. Silly man.

"Yes."

The tension leaves his body as he relaxes and gives me his millimeter smile.

"Good, close your eyes."

I do as he says and feel a cloth settle over my eyes. He ties the fabric behind my head, not too tight, but making sure it doesn't slip. I open my eyes when I feel his hands leave the ties. I see nothing but darkness, the blindfold effectively doing it's job.

I hear Owen walk over to his desk and remove the top of the tray. He walks back over to me and I feel the bed dip where he sits next to me.

"Open up." He says in my ear seductively.

I squeeze my thighs together while opening my mouth. He places something on my tongue and tells me to bite. I bite down as instructed and move my hand up to catch the flowing juices of the strawberry. I moan around the flavors of the chocolate dipped strawberry, the milk chocolate is still warm.

I gasp when i feel his tongue lap up the juices flowing down my chin. He licks over the seam of my lips and I open up for him. His lips crush into mine while our tongues do a dance of love and sensuality. I feel his hand move to the back of my neck to deepen the kiss. All too soon he pulls away, leaving me lost to the sensations coursing through my body.

There's movement on the bed, and suddenly his weight is gone. I'm so lost in my head that I can't track his movements until he's right in front of me. He grabs my hand and lifts me from the bed with a hand on my hip.

"Can I tell you something?" He asks as he pulls my body flush against his.

"Anything." I respond in a breathy whisper, surprised by the steadiness of my voice.

"You deserve to be worshiped. I'd like to take my time to worship every part of your body, with my hands..." To emphasis his point he gives my hips a gentle squeeze. "Lips..." A kiss is placed on my neck. "Teeth..." A bite on my collarbone makes me moan. "Tongue..." He licks from where he bit, to right below my ear, capturing my earlobe in his mouth, he lets his teeth graze over and lets go with a soft pop. "Will you let me?"

Releasing a shuddering breath from his ministrations, I breathe out "Yes" on a sigh.

"Beautiful."  

**Owen**

I walk behind her and place my hands on her hips, placing a kiss on her neck. A moan escapes her beautiful lips as she relaxes back into me. I bring my hands up to the tie on the back of her neck. I undo the knot and walk back to the her front. I pull the ties down, and her dress falls, exposing her to me.

I have to take a moment to catch my breath. She is exquisite, standing before me in nothing but a strapless lacy grey bra with a matching thong. Her beautiful pert breasts almost spilling out of the cups. Her luscious curves that I can't wait to put my hands on. She is beautiful, absolutely stunning. She is my perfection.

I lay her down in the middle of my bed, keeping the blindfold on. I trail my fingertips down her arm, she visibly shivers. So responsive. I pick up her hands and lift them to the headboard.

"Don't move them." I tell her. She nods in response.

I remove my tie and wrap it around her wrists lightly before securing them to the bedpost. I give her just enough room to keep circulation, but not enough to remove them.

I walk to the end of the bed and run my fingers over her calves, bringing about another shiver. I love that I can make her feel like this. I unstrap her shoes and place them on the floor by the bed. I love that she dressed up for me, it makes me feel special, powerful. She squirms slightly, bringing her thighs closer together, trying to find relief.

"Don't worry my sweet. All in good time. I promise."

I remove my shirt and shoes, placing them by the dresser before returning to the beauty on my bed. I sit down next to her, moving one hand over her stomach to rest on the other side of the bed. I lean in slowly and stop just above her lips. Her tongue slips out and moves across her lips, effectively moistening them and making my cock harder at the same time.

Calm down Owen, tonight is about her.

I place my lips on hers in a chaste kiss before moving on to her neck, kissing my way down to her supple breasts. I bring my hand up to trace the skin below her bra, while placing tender kisses across her chest. I trace the bra around to her back and unclip the clasp. Her breathing gets shallow, more audible, coming in little pants. I remove the bra from her body and sit up to get a better look at her.

My God, I could get use to this; seeing her laid out on my bed topless. It brings out something primal in me. Before I can stop myself I feel a low growl release itself from my throat. Sang arches her back to the sound, bringing one leg up and bending it over the other.

Here she is squirming and I haven't even done much. This is going to be very enjoyable.

I dive in for another kiss while placing both hands on her breasts, kneading them gently. She gasps at the sensation, opening her mouth and arching into me further. I lick her bottom lip before biting it gently, I'm rewarded with a little moan.

I move from her lips to her breast, moving my hand down to her waist while placing open mouth kisses around her areola. Bringing my mouth over her to her hardened nipple, I flick my tongue across it before bringing it into my mouth, receiving another moan from my tiny goddess. After a few more flicks of my tongue, I move to the other side, where her nipple is already a hardened peak from my earlier ministrations with my hand. I lave up her nipple with my tongue, delighting in the moans I'm bringing out of her. She whimpers something below her breath, causing me to stop.

"Owen." She moans in a low voice.

"Yes my daring."

"Make it stop." She tightens her legs together while saying this. Knowing I brought her to this point makes me feel invincible.

"Make what stop darling?"

The pout she gets on her plump lips brings a smile to my face. She knows I'm toying with her.

"The ache." She pouts, "You promised, make it stop. Please make it stop."

Through her begging she's twisting her hips, trying to create the friction that will bring her bliss.Oh no you don't, I think, while pinning her hips to the bed, effectively stopping all movement, that's my job.

"As you wish my darling."

I stand up and remove my hands from her body, she whimpers at the loss of contact. I place a pillow behind her head to elevate it and remove the blindfold from her eyes, watching as her eyes adjust to the candle light. They skim over my bare chest, filling with desire. I move to the bottom of the bed and slowly remove her thong, keeping eye contact the entire time.

I open her up to me and kneel in front of her, effectively stopping any chance of her closing me out.

Keeping my eyes on her, I lower my head to her opening and lap up the juices that are threatening to burst out. Her eyes close as she arches up on a moan. I pick my head up and stop all contact. Her eyes shoot open in shock and question.

"Keep them open." I command. She gives the barest nod in agreement.

Satisfied, I lift her hips and get to work. I bring my tongue from her hot opening, all the way to throbbing clit, spreading her juices all over her. I use my tongue to play with her sensitive bud while pushing a finger into her opening. My God she's tight, she'd feel amazing wrapped around my cock.

A loud moan gets me out of my head and into her body. Her eyes are heavy lidded, but open, her back arching off the bed in ecstasy. I feel my dick twitch in anticipation.

"Owen please."

God I love how she says my name. Using my finger, I thrust into her slowly, much like how I would with another member of my anatomy; my tongue circling her clit, not ready to give her that release just yet.

"Owen..." She moans, "So close...please..." she begs.

God that voice, who could say no to that?

"As you wish my darling."

I return my mouth to her clit while pushing in another finger. God she's tight, she gasps at the new sensation. My fingers stretching her open while thrusting in and out, my tongue flicking over her clit in earnest. Bringing her higher and higher, hearing her call out my name, squirming underneath me, it's heaven.

On my last thrust I curl my fingers, hitting her G-spot while sucking on her clit and flicking it faster, she stiffens and crashes; calling out my name with her release. I remove my fingers to lick up her juices, cleaning every last drop while bringing her down from her high.

Once her tremors stop, I get up from the bed to blow out the candles. I move to the head of the bed and untie her wrists, picking her up bridal style I turn down the bed and place her in the center. Removing my pants, I slip in next to her. Pulling the cover over us, I pull her to my chest. She easily complies, wrapping her arms around my waist while resting her head on my chest, a small smile on her lips.

"Goodnight Sang, my darling."

She breaths out a content, happy sigh and whispers, "Goodnight Owen, my love."

*Gasp* I look down at the sleeping angel in my arms. Is it possible? Could she really? Did she mean it?