A surge of a excitement ran through him as he blindly pressed up against Isaria firm but yet smooth luscious body. The young vampire took in her scent as his arms rapped tightly around her waist and around her thigh as he pursued her onto the soft crimson red silk bed. Zen wanted to tare the night gown right off of her, but then suddenly he felt a s sharp tug on his hair compelling his to come higher. He followed consumed by desire and hungering for her sweet passionate kiss. He didn't know how, but just when he thought was going to be taking control, she pulled away and suddenly held him where he was. The young vampire tried to continue, but she held him shattering any and all illusion of control he thought he had!  It wasn't fair she couldn't tease him like this!  Zen barred his fangs as she tilted his head back, taking her leisure with him.<br/><br/>"Why are you pulling my hair?" he hissed through his fangs in protest as she began taking her time kissing his strong smooth masculine jawline down to his neck. He gasped in surprise he felt her lips brush up against the sensitive spot on his throat where had received the two small of puncture wounds when she had marked him sending waves of frightening and blissful sensations flooding into him. He instinctively tried to pull away, but he was held still forcing him to endure as he felt her moist tongue lapped at the two red fang markings as if admiring her handy work.<br/><br/>Before Zen could protest, suddenly the vampiress seemed to vanished from out from beneath him and with a sudden, yet a smooth twisting motion  his world turned upside down and he found himself on his back and Isaria now straddling him, ready like if he was a horse. The young vampire groaned softly as his hard shaft throbbed and yet he had no power to ease its ache as she teased him by sitting only inches away from his belt.  Zen felt so confused, he wanted to reach up and pull off the blindfold to find out what was going on!<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"Hmmm...What to do with my little Caro~" Isaria purred,</span><br/><br/>"What, do you mean?  what are you doing?" he gasped in surprise, his masculine chest heaving up down with ever breath saturated with desire beneath her admiring cold finger tips.   Trying to center himself, his hands blindly moved toward her thighs that straddled his chiseled abdomen, instinctively trying to find his bearings as to where she was and he was on bed. He had thought everything to be so simple but now he wasn't so sure! "Isn't this what you wanted?" he asked worriedly, was he was starting to feel a little panic with the complete loss of power from being on the bottom, and yet it was so exhilarating! his entire body burned with desire.