<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 125%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">House of Cadell<br/>Lady in Waiting</span></span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130430235600/wiki-amistad/es/images/thumb/0/02/Scarlet_by_skipta-d5h1tgb.jpg/180px-Scarlet_by_skipta-d5h1tgb.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Lady Amena Aeide</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Amena could not help but be amused as Yakari first struggled to get her skirts up, but soon that amusement turned into helpless arousal as his hand crept up her thigh and to her center. His other hand continued its pleasurable work.<span style="color: #FF8000"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"> “How long can you stand my touches before you beg me to make you happy, my lady?”</span></span></span>he asked as Amena struggled to think, struggled to stay upright.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"I can't, I can't..."</span></span>she replied desperately. She would be begging soon, her knees were ready to give out soon and Yakari only continued to tease her.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Oh please, Yakari. Please," </span></span>she said with some difficulty,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"show me that I am yours." </span></span>She leaned back against the wall some to help her stay standing and she could barely open her eyes to look at Yakari.<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "Own me,"</span></span>she demanded weakly in a whisper,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"...own me..."</span></span>she repeated. There was nothing she wanted more than for Yakari to show her the various pleasures. She loved the softness of him, but somehow with the way Yakari looked now, she wanted to feel his roughness too. She wanted him to control her in this moment. For him to use her the way he wanted to.<br/><br/>Somehow she had managed to untangle her arms, her hands reaching out to find Yakari. Her fingers tangled into his hair and she pulled him towards her into a frantic embrace, her face buried between his neck and shoulder--a place where she was seemingly fond of burrowing. Small moans left her plump lips as she felt his thumb press against her clit, rubbing gently this way and that.<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Yakari...Yakari..."</span></span>she mumbled over and over,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Please, Yakari--use me as I am yours."</span></span>