Jaezek was actually very happy that the foul and cursed Republic had failed to liberate him and his planet of Rattatak. Had they succeeded, he may have never met or been torn from his Mistress, which was a feeling he could not bear. During their lovemaking he would swear that she enjoyed giving him control, that she wanted him to pour all of his passion into her, opening herself to him completely. He hadn't known her to engage in sexual antics with anyone else, and being that she was part of the planet's Sisterhood, she had no reason to cheat, not that it would be cheating, for she was a Mistress, and could do whatever she pleased.<br/><br/>The only reason Jaezek would be hurt or offended would be because he had failed to please her, or disobeyed her so horribly that she would not want him anymore, in which case he would be executed. Such thoughts were quickly banished from Jaezek's mind, though, as the potent aroma of Rezalia's hot, slick sex wafted into his nostrils, possessing him with craven hunger. His eyes dilated a bit as he was drawn to her loins, still kissing along her warm, pale violet skin, until her inviting slit fell into his field of vision, parting slightly, invitingly. He smiled proudly as she took hold of his horns, his face pressing in tight between her warm thighs, his tongue whipping out and passing over her silky, warm folds in long, affectionate laps, moaning, his warm breath blowing against her legs and slit, tickling her more sensitive skin.<br/><br/>Being the slave of multiple talents, Jaezek's hands did not remain idle. As both of his hands glided along her smooth, lithe legs, fingertips touching only, they would part directions. One would slip inward, tracing the movement curve of his Mistress' thighs, closing over her clitoral bud, tenderly caressing the hypersensitive nerve bud, coaxing her to her pinnacle of arousal. His other hand, tickling along her tummy, twirling briefly in her naval, would glide up, cupping one of those soft breasts, fingers extending out around the warm globe of flesh, slowly closing and caressing inward and up, until he pinched one of her pert nipples between his forefinger and thumb, stroking and tugging with a bit of force, though at the same time barely touching.<br/><br/>Pleasing his Mistress was a privilege to Jaezek, for she had actually shared a brief knowledge of a powerful Night Assassin by the name of Vestress. There would be no punishment to his Mistress, but if he ever uttered his knowledge, he could be tortured for doing so. He had no reason to, though, for his Mistress was too important to remember another's name.  "You are truly a feast, Mistress Rezalia."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>