Jaezek needed no further encouragement for his face to press in tighter between those warm, soft violet thighs, his lips affectionately kissing her 'lips', slipping his tongue up and down between them as his mouth opened and enveloped her slick, glistening sex. He growled softly against her thighs as her arousal was made evident from the hot, musky aroma emanating from her sex, exciting and arousing Jaezek further, his tongue suddenly pausing only to dart deep, slipping further between those silky folds, swirling around inside her. He thought it an oxymoron that, despite her training as a Night Assassin, she had such sweet nectar, which he greedily lapped up and smeared onto his lips.<br/><br/>Jaezek loved his Mistress' moans and coos, especially her coos, coaxing him, encouraging him. Sometimes during their sessions, he almost felt that there was something unique between them, but he banished the thought. Were he her equal, he would be female and training with her, but then again, he would also likely be dead, for the Night Assassins required that you eliminate your competition. No, he was grateful to be her slave, lest he be parted from his beloved Mistress Rezalia.<br/><br/>Pushing up a bit tighter to her, rolling her thighs a bit higher to allow his tongue maximum depth, he gently used his arms and shoulders to guide her legs around him, smiling and glancing up at her as he felt her legs close around him a bit, only to allow her feet to rest on his back, feeling his neat, sculpted body. Though he wasn't large bodied or very muscular, he was lean, and apparently his Mistress approved. No longer requiring his fingers to stimulate that tender clitoral bud of hers, being that his face was so close, he now used the tip of his nose to brush and nudge the sensitive nerve bundle, while still pumping his tongue hungrily inside her. His first hand was now accompanied by his second, both cupping those supple, soft breasts of his Mistress, now massaging a bit more roughly, though never enough to hurt, squeezing her aching nipples between his fingers and stroking them upward, pulling slightly. It was moments like this he was truly happy.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>