His feet seemed to move on their own, the second his steel onyx orbs met her [Eye Color] ones, the need to ravish her and the want to please her had overtaken his very being once again. From the day he had laid his eyes on her and heard her words of lustful need, he knew that she would be his and only his. His mind wandered back to the present, those pools of [Eye Color] maintained that glint of happiness, though the second he sat on the bed that glint that brightened her eyes turned dark, he knew what this meant, it was time for him to show most or if not all of the tricks he had up his sleeves. This nights love affair seemed as more of a game in the sadist's eyes, whether it was how many times he could get her to arch her back from the sensation of an orgasm or how many rounds of sinful intimacy they could accomplish, either way he knew that tonight was going to make up for that week and a half of yearning for her touch and body.

His calloused fingers that had warmed up from having the warmth of her hand on his were on her cheek, caressing the smooth, silk like skin on her face, the minute of purely just gazing into each other's eyes was broken as their lips met, the feeling of each other's most sensitive skin touching made them feel like fireworks were exploding in their stomachs, in short the feeling was strong and beautiful. The taste of hell filled heaven that was her red tainted lips placed him over the edge, he knew the deep color wouldn't stain his skin as it was matte but he wouldn't mind if red lipstick stained his pale skin, as he knew they were the effect of Miss [Last Name]'s kissing. When their lips met, their eyes closed and their hands wandered onto each other's bodies, having a feel of what they could. In a matter of minutes he had her head pressed against the headboard of the bed, her legs were on either side of his body though her thighs were on top of his. The passionate lip locking session had turned into something much more, her hands were hooked around the other side of the dark haired male's neck, the action causing their bodies to be much closer than they were before. Their eyes opened when their lips parted, the need for oxygen had become important, they could only hold their breath for so long. Their foreheads met, a smirk on the bespectacled male's lips, that wicked turn of his lips excited her. Taking in a deep breath, she placed her hands on his well built chest, she wanted more than to just feel his muscles, she wanted to see them but that would have to wait until later as right now she had come up with something. In the heat of the moment, she pushed him back playfully, her sudden action was both uncalled for and surprising, "That wasn't very nice of you Miss [Last Name]." His smirk turned into a playful pout but she knew otherwise, behind his expression of false hurt was the hidden twist of his lips that she so dearly loved to see. "You'll thank me later for this," she needed remove her dress as it was restricting her from initiating the next part of her uncalled for plan. Untying the red sash, she threw the fabric off the bed, her dress did cover her body but it was open enough to expose the new pair of sexy lingerie she bought just for tonight.

"I see that you prepared for tonight Miss [Last Name]," his smirk made its way back to his lips, her signature and rare devilish smirk also appeared, it seems that the usually stoic and cold lady would show her inner feistiness for the elder male. The black painted fingernail of her pointer finger had made its way to the center of his hips, as her finger went further up his torso, she crawled closer and closer to him, to the point where her body was on top of his, her finger under his chin. The feeling of her nail moving over his skin was familiar, the same applied for the look in her eyes, a look that could make any man or woman melt and writhe under her touch, this may or may not have been a reason for him to suspect that she was on the same swing of the sadist and masochist scale as him. She bit her bottom lip softly, part of her white teeth were showing. Lifting his chin up with her finger, she released her bottom lip from her teeth's hold and pressed them against his once more. From the looks of it, it appears that the only reason the currently seductive lady took a bit of her hidden dominance and applied it into the heated situation was to get more friction on both of their lower extremities. Her hands were now on either side of the bed, her hips rolling against the slowly forming tent in his trousers, the friction between their clad sexes made them moan against each other's mouths, only for those sounds of pleasure to be drowned in their feverish kisses. He didn't even have to silently ask for permission to get a taste of just more than her rouge tinted lips as she had granted it from the very beginning of round two of their make-out session. His hands were on her hips, adding to the pleasurable sensation of her clothed sex rubbing against his. It was a surprise to himself that he still hadn't turned the tables, in seconds their lips parted and she was beneath him. His sudden action shocked her, it wasn't exactly a bad kind of shock but she clearly was surprised. "Hey, what was that for?" She didn't get a reply until after he had removed the kimono like dress from her body, only the two pieces of ebony lace lingerie and the panty hose with the adorning garter belt were on her body. He already had a few ideas in mind, maybe this time she wouldn't keep her heels on (either way they weren't on her anymore), the garter belt and panty hose would most definitely stay on and for now that's how he wanted to see her body.

"I've missed the taste of you," he had placed small kisses on her torso, starting from the top of her clothed right breast until he had reached the top of the waistband of her lacy panties, "and I plan to get it now." He somehow managed to remove the lacy material without taking off the garter belt, how he did it was beyond her but she could care less right now. With his hands on the top of the bottom of her thighs, exposing the view of her pretty pussy. The second he went down in her he could smell the aroma of her wetness, the smell edged him to take matters into his own hands or mouth in this situation. Knowing of her liking of the sensation of pain, he bit down softly of her clit, eliciting a moan from her, he lapped at her wetness like a thirsty dog, this was purely to reward her for reacting to the pain so well. She could feel him smirk against her cunt when he stopped, a small, whiny mewl he was able to withdraw from her vocal cords. "Why'd you stop-" her comment was cut short when he sucked on her sensitive nub, the ministration was pleasurable and with the slight surprise of this sudden action, it fueled the pleasure that her pelvic area felt. The feeling of her nether regions being handled so roughly made her back arch, her right hand entangling itself into his dark locks. Her hips bucked against his mouth, despite her current state of euphoria she wondered just how did he get so good at eating girls out, she wasn't even going to get started on how well this man knew how to work what he had (which was more than she expected). She hissed at the feeling of his mouth removing itself from her private area once again, this time she didn't complain or she couldn't as what was up next was something she totally didn't expect. "You seem to be enjoying yourself," as she was about to reply, the new tone in his voice caught her off guard, "how naughty of you Miss [Last Name]." His usually childish sounding voice took a turn, most definitely one for the better, it went down a few octaves, a deep a sultry voice that sent a pleasurable shiver down her spine. It was his turn to make her writhe against him with his gaze, his usually closed eyed gaze was replaced with his eyes slightly open and half lidded, his aura had also changed quite drastically. She honestly didn't know how much better this man could get, but that opinion would surely change as his talent of dirty talking would change her mind. "What a dirty little girl you are, just look at yourself, it hasn't even been half an hour and look at yourself... You're practically nude in front of me," she moaned softly when she felt him blow softly at her wetness, "did you miss me that badly?"

She had to agree with his seductively said statement, even more so as he was still fully clothed (besides his shoes). Licking her wet sex from bottom to top, he officially stopped himself from pleasing her orally at the moment, "Care to return the favor Miss [Last Name]?"

"Oh god yes," she was quick to respond to his lustful query. He helped her up, this time it was him laying on his back, her hands and mouth were eager to get working on his own arousal, unbuckling his belt and removing his pants and boxers. Her more dominant hand was wrapped around his thick shaft, she pumped him a few times before taking the head of his cock into her mouth, as she sucked at the most sensitive part of his erection, he placed his respective hands on each of her ass cheeks, his wet appendage ran over her slick wetness just like earlier. She moaned against him, the sound that came from the back of her throat reverberated against his erect arousal. He saw and felt her hips buck against him, it amused him how much she wanted his touch. She decided to spice things up a bit, taking in more than half of his impressive sized cock, she managed not to gag even though it was a good three and half inches of his seven inch arousal that she was engulfing.

Her humid mouth was working wonders on his cock, she pumped and stroked the other half that wasn't in her mouth, the two ministrations contrasted each other. With the addition of her moans he could say that he was in paradise but the escape of reality he wanted was yet to be exposed to him, he would wait patiently, days, weeks even months if he had to, to get merely a grasp of the dark paradise he yearned for. He had to bite a moan that was threatening to spill from his lips, though that plan didn't last long as the human succubus working wonders orally on his manhood had removed her hand from its hold of his shaft and she began to deep throat him. How she pulled off a stunt like that still amazed and confused him but he wasn't to say anything against it. In return for her sudden and pleasurably surprising actions, he grip her velvet textured cheeks harder, not hard enough to bruise her skin but to leave it pink with his finger marks after he let go, later to disappear. She mindlessly wagged her lower half in his face, the sight was one-of-a-kind. Her naughtiness must be punished, he thought. Feeling a sharp slap on her right cheek, she moaned against his arousal, this time she purposefully shook her rear from left to right. Detaching himself from her slick wetness, he eyed the lower half of her body warily, it was quite rare for him to see a woman grant her consent to do such a thing but if that's what she wants, that's what she'll get. The stinging sensation her ass felt was indeed not too new to her but with only having done this supposedly sacred act of intimacy three now four times, it was something she did want to experience during coitus. The slaps did fuel her hunger for his thick length, her wagging didn't stop for a while, it may have even possibly turned on the ebony haired male of just how much she liked this type of pain, he could already imagine her hands tied with rope and her ankles, restricting her from moving around freely but giving him the advantage of complete control over her.

He was a self proclaimed sadist though most of the people who knew of his existence in this world knew that, it may be the mind games he could plan with someone else without the other person realizing that he was silently observing and analyzing their every move. The thought may seem a bit eerie but it all honesty, the meaning of happiness in surname for him was his sadistic nature, deceiving others that he was simply a cheery man when in reality he was a cold hearted sadist. Keeping all the deeds she had committed in the small span of time that was from when he entered her humble abode to when he set foot inside of her dimly lit room, he couldn't contain the chuckle that had formed when he thought of just how much she had sinned since the day they met, much more than the average person but just enough for his liking.

She felt his finger probe her entrance, curling it so that it hit that one spot in her perfectly he knew that the now forming knot in her stomach would unravel at any moment. Though his eyesight may not have been as keen as others, he could sense that, that wave of euphoria was about to overcome her just like the need to ravish her and want to please her when he stepped into the room. Stopping herself from orally pleasing him, she gasped for air, a final drawn out moan emitted from the depths of her throat. Specks of heaven clouded her vision, it was the type of heaven that would fool you into the ease of your mind but the trick bothered none as it was a sensation that was too good to be despite the fact that it was a reality. As her body was in a state of hellish heaven, she hadn't even began to comprehend the fact that she was no longer on top of the male but instead on his lap, her hands on his clad chest, her head thrown back in pleasure from the bliss she was experiencing.

After the plentiful seconds of blissful euphoria and utopia, she saw the position she was in and the smirk gracing the sadistic male's lips, the sight was something she hopefully would never get bored off, but enough of thinking of the future for her, she knew what he wanted. Unhooking her bra and throwing it behind her, the material that was once to help hold up her breasts was on the floor of her room. "Are you ready Miss [Last Name]?" In the process of unbuttoning his dress shirt, she stopped for a brief moment, her pools of [Eye Color] containing that dreaded sin that they had now committed twice together, "I was born ready."