Issac quirked up an eyebrow as he sat up. Hooking onto the demon, he quickly flipped the two over and straddled the others lap. He was a bit off balance while doing it, but he still managed a reasonable landing. “Why would you think I have no control?” He chuckled. Leaning in closer, he pressed his soft lips against Yamanakis neck; leaving tender and teasing kisses in their wake. “Call me master again.” Issac purred.