Ayaan's cheeks flushed as Sebastian beckoned him closer.  He didn't want to be closer to Lydia when she was in that sort of a mood, but he just had this feeling that Sebastian wouldn't let her hurt him. However, That was not what he was afraid of; Ayaan was afraid that Lydia would hurt Sebastian in order to prove some sort of point. He crawled forward on his hands and knees, unintentionally seductively.   He kept his eyes down as he moved one hand in front of the other getting closer to the two.<br/><br/>Ayaan had heard Lydia mumble brute at Sebastian, but nothing more than that. She was still trying to tear him down and Ayaan didn't know why she would want to do that to the man who is supposedly training her.  Ayaan moved beside Lydia, but at a slight angle still,  facing Sebastian as he pushed his hair off his face.  His eyes shifted to Lydia, then he offered his hand to the woman. Sometimes she liked it when he was touching her, for she said it helped her focus when he was near.   But Ayaan would never be so bold as to reach out and lay a hand on her.  Ayaan worried his lip some before he spoke hesitantly and softly,   "If it would please my lady, you may practice on me, instead of him.  He is your teacher.  He can better give directions if he can speak, my Mistress."	He had hoped that she wouldn't be too upset for offering himself in Sebastian's place, but he had never been one to stomach torture.  Ayaan never liked when she hurt people, well, people who didn't deserve it at all.<br/><br/>Ayaan fought the urge to look over at Sebastian, but all he could manage was getting a glimpse at the other's knees.  Then the night before flooded back to him. Sebastian's knees up out of the water as his hands moved over that impressively muscular form.  Ayaan swallowed hard as he felt fire take his features all the way to his ears.  He remembered how much he wanted to touch the other man.  He wanted to keep running his soapy hands over every curve and touch every inch.  and He did mean,<i>every </i>inch.  He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to push all that out of his mind.  He muttered, "focus," under his breath as he tried to center himself.