Jaezek paused to smile to his Mistress. He truly loved pleasing her, watching her writh in ecstasy, listening to her moan in delight as her juices spurted and splattered over his mouth and tongue. She was beautiful in her peak of climax. Her body would arch upward, even without his hefting her lower half up, and a fine sheen of sweat would gloss over her smooth, toned body. Her beauty,though, was, to Jaezek, personified in her face. Her skin was so smooth, like flowing water on glass, yet remarkably soft despite her training. Her lips were full and lush, deep violet, darker now with her climax and her body pumping blood through her at an increased rate. Smiling he could swear he caught her lips quivering, encouraging him to gently, though teasingly, lap at her clitoris, suckling the hypersensitive bud, not so much to cause another orgasm, but to gently draw out this one. Lastly there were those eyes, those bright, golden huntress eyes. He always craved to make contact with her eyes, yearning to see her approval and, dare he think, love for him.<br/><br/>Many times he'd seen them filled with rage, with fire, with determination and with conquest. Though those types of her eyes were never directed at him, he feared them, yet respected and admired her for using them to acquire what she desired. To Jaezek, his Mistress Rezalia was the Night Mistress, and though she wasn't in rank, he knew she soon would be. Or perhaps she yearned for something greater? He wasn't concerned right now. All he cared about was that his hazel eyes were locked with those brilliant, now bright, golden orbs of hers, narrowed at him seductively.<br/><br/>Reluctantly he allowed one of his hands to slip from his Mistress' breast, fingertips caressing up her chest to gently dance along her shoulder and neck to cup her cheek, fingertips slowly, appreciatively tracing her face as he affectionately lapped at her sopping sex. His eyes remained fixed with Rezalia's with every movement, with every motion. He stopped suddenly, though, a new, almost feral smile painted on his lips. Looking down between their legs as he rose, she could see exactly why as his swollen, throbbing member rose with him. "Are there any other ways Jaezek may please you, my Mistress?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>