<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/>When Yakari grabbed her to throw her on the bed, Amena was briefly afraid, but the fear disappeared the moment he had spread her legs. Still she swatted at him, angry by his teasing, but he easily managed her--entering her swiftly and all thoughts seemed to vanish in that moment.<span style="color: #FFBF00"><span style="font-style: italic">“I must say teasing you is absolutely fun, my beloved wife, but the results are not always those I expected. I had the hardest time not to sit beside you and watch you pleasing yourself, but instead trying to convince you that I am totally devastated by my lack of experience and that I would run off to the next maid or lady. Oh, silly, I could never love another woman than you. I had never any reason to complain about you and I will never have. And now your husband will show you that you won't need any other men too..."</span></span>he said as he began to move his hips against her, and her own fiery gaze met his.<br/><br/>Her hands fell to her sides, gripping the sheets until her knuckles were white, the constant deep thrusting of Yakari driving her quickly to the edge. Her stomach tightened and she arched some, soft and desperate moans escaping her, raising in pitch as Yakari pushed deeper still. She was helpless against him, begging for any sort of salvation.<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "Please, Yakari--please....please!" </span></span>she repeated over and over, her eyes clenching shut as she bit her lip, a hand coming to her collar bone and closing into a fist.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFBF00">"As...my...wife...you...should...never...doubt...the...faithfulness...of...your...husband...Next...time...you...doubt...me...I....will...punish...you...by...burying...myself...in...your...ass!"</span></span>Yakari threatened and her mind wondered if that was even a possibility.<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"W-what?" </span></span>she asked, her mind only somewhat grasping his threat. She had never heard of such an act and it sounded rather ungodly.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"W-w-wouldn't th-that be a sin??"</span></span>she asked breathlessly, the heat beginning to spread in her body. Still, Yakari's threat lingered in her mind as she came closer to toppling and she found herself curious.