Keida was all too happy with how Haley let him run rampant on her body. Her slick was confirmation enough that he was doing well in at least one aspect. It was an unfair fight to begin with, but now she had both Keida and her own wants against her. He thrived on those odds, and had taken great care to set her up that way. Maybe all three of them were suffering a little for the honesty they did not want to commit to. Haley with he stomach burning hotter than her heart, and Cain with his silence. Keida was honest to his worse sides which muffled the specs of compassion in him. He was perhaps the one least likely to evade his downfall.<br/><br/>He'd probably enjoy it, though, since it involved bullying Haley into becoming a tool for his release, while she offered great mental games, always loosing, in between. Dear childhood friend, quietly pushed into the couch, where she had to spread her legs for his satisfaction. He looked forward to when she'd bee more open with what she wanted for her loins. Her walls were aggressive first, trying to keep him out, which had it's own delicious intimacy and reward, and then they clung, like her inner loved him as much as her heart loved Cain.<br/><br/>He licked his lips in something that must have looked satisfied and lewd, when she had no choice but to take his release again. Good Haley, keeping quiet like a dutiful co-conspirator. It was probably strange to Cain how the by many accounts darker male seemed entertained by all the accusations flung at him. In a moment of inspiration, Keida pretended to check his phone out of his pocket, but was actually getting a picture of her with his cock inside her, while Cain was left waiting for retort. Keida shrugged and petted Haley's stomach once he'd commemorated it all, like he was nostalgic about what he'd spilled, before shifting on the couch to slide out of her while he still held eye contact with Cain.<br/><br/>"Haley's nice. Doesn't mean she doesn't like to be herself once in a while." he said at last, putting the phone away. He winked at Cain with the crassest insinuation. "Don't force your morals on her. That's what you always do." he said as he subtly sipped up, ridding of the last traces traces of having had her. He stood and held his hands in his jeans pockets to wait for his swelling to calm down. Keida knew his body well, and could command it to do a number of useful things.<br/><br/>"And lets not pretend you're all art-class statue down there." he continued, nodding to Cain's crotch which actually had the proper boy take a step back. Keida circled him and stood on the opposite side to have Cain turn so Haley had a means of getting collected and reintroducing herself to the room. "You say you're nothing like me, but isn't that bullshit?" he asked. "Haley believes in the good in people. I guess I'll do the opposite. I believe you've got needs too." he said. "Would you really be the best for her if you didn't want her, too? She's not some porcelain doll. She's got red blood." That I spilled.<br/><br/>"Don't turn this into something it's not." Cain said with a hard voice. "Of course I want...I mean, who doesn't like a girl who..." he started but then halted his tongue. He didn't want to get sucked in, but he'd perhaps said enough already to confirm what Keida would usually tell Haley about the lessons. "So, you're saying you're interested in her that way?" Cain pressed instead.<br/><br/>Keida grinned darkly. "She's a childhood friend. She's got lovely skin and that pretty voice. She likes dresses." And frilly underwear. "Why would I be in to that?"<br/><br/>"Stop joking." Cain warned. "I just want what's best for Haley."<br/><br/>"Maybe what's best for her is making her own decisions. I don't know, though, I like it when they trust me to make their decisions too, but I'm trying to better myself." Keida went on, locking his hands behind his head tiredly. "And I didn't go to English because I know it already. Sometimes you need an assistant and not a professor, Cain. Are all your training buddies better than you?"<br/><br/>Cain huffed and shook his head, unaware of what laid in the couch, just out of his sight. "You're the worst."