Analee found an amusing triumph as the sweet sighs and gasps sounded from Karas. It was nice to know he wasn’t the only one that could cause those sounds on another. The ghost of contact was enough to make her blush, becoming even bolder as to get in his lap light that. Her cheeks felt heated she could only imagine how red they must look. She lost any thoughts in her head as his length slid between her sensitive lips, brushing up between her ass. He was just soo…her lower lip came between her teeth and she bit on it before finding the courage to speak.<br/><br/>A tease of words. What had she gotten herself into? The feeling of being wanted, how far she could get, but than nervous to do anything about it. Was it from a rush of being free? Or were her pent up feelings stronger than she had realized? Her mind cleared even more as she felt her finger snag on the metal of his horn. A gasp coming from her as her body pressed into him, closer inspecting the cut. She watched a pearl of blood pool to the surface before sliding down her finger, just a glint of red speckle on his horn.<br/><br/>Her hand pulled back and she sucked on the cut a moment, his hands moving from the tub side and grasping her. Her lips parted from around her finger, a quiet groan as he held her, Analee was able to feel the strength in his hands just by his touch alone.<br/><br/>Her hand slapped onto his shoulder, her nails digging into his skin as he started to move her body. Her thighs rubbing against him as her ass was moved, her most sensitive area sliding along that firm muscle. She gasped again, her breasts rising up in the quick intake of air, unable to stop herself as he pushed her hips into his. The actions heated her, the pit of her stomach a flurry of raging butterflies that were caged inside her. If she thought she had been winning in the teasing side, she was quickly loosing. No matter what it was, Karas seemed to always turn the tables on her and get her in the end.<br/><br/>His challenging gaze and words made her dizzy. Was it too hot in here? She had no time to react as his lips pressed against her. Her fingers trailed holding the side of his neck as the other brushed nails along the back of his neck. Her body pressed into him as her lips parted, her tongue finding his. There was a faint taste of copper to her kiss, her finger already healed.<br/><br/>The water in the tub lapped at the sides, small waves forming and then moving just over the rim as they sloshes to the floor. Her hips ground into his, the feeling turning her on even more. Her ass clenched against he feeling of his head touching her, his moan fueling the fire inside her. She wanted more. Oh she so wanted it, but she was also patient. Safe they might be for the moment, but…maybe Analee was also fearful someone might show up and scoop her back up to where she ‘belonged’.<br/><br/>A grin curled on her lips.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> “I thought I had a nickname.” </span>She teased pulling her lips away as her tongue flicked over his. She smirked, that silly blush never fading as she leaned reaching behind him. Her breasts slid against his as she finally lifted her hips. “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">I want to eat before my food gets cold.</span>” She said and leaned away from him, her hips slid back and she felt his length give a brush between her legs as she settled back on the other side of the tub. Oh what a tease. She held her arm out, rubbing the sponge over her body, her leg back up and her foot pressed into his chest as part of her dipped from the water.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">"Your staying right there." <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">She said almost not trusting him to just be sitting there, least this way there was a bit of resistance between them. Her other foot pressed into the tub side as she continued to wash her body.<br/>
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When she was done she tossed the sponge into the middle of the tub and pulled her legs away. She stood, water rushing down her body as she stepped out of the tub, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her body. It dawned on her that all she had was her leathers...her fighting wears. What was she to wear to bed? She paused, her eyes glancing around, but all that she saw was her clothing and the his skirt and robe. She snatched his robe for herself, pulling it over her head, wet feet padding on the floor as she moved to the bed grabbing her plate of food. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">"Looks delish!" <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">She said already shoveling food in her mouth. A deep contrast from what seemed like she wanted to fuck moments ago. </span></span></span></span>