<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5700000/Kingdom-Of-Heaven-kingdom-of-heaven-5751717-400-225.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Rashid<br/><strong>Race/Culture:</strong>Bedu<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Crimson Palace (continued from The Thirteen Monkeys)<br/><strong>Day/Time:</strong>Yaus al-Niwt (Day of Houses), Amt (first month) of Alak Paret (Harvest Season), Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Shazadi<br/><hr/><br/>As Shazadi turned and taking his hand, lead him from the room, his body was quivering with pent up sexual need. He had not been lieing when he said he found pleasure in giving Shazadi her orgasm, but the eroticism of seeing that beautiful temptress writhing in pleasure upon his lap, combined with her teasing touches, had his body forcefully demanding its own pleasure. His manhood was throbbing as it stuck straight out, his towel tented to a point that even Shazadi couldn't fully hide it from view. Not that he noticed her attempts. His eyes were locked on her swaying, undulating hips as they walked, barely resisting the urge to rip off her towel and have her right there!<br/><br/>When they reached the wash room, he barely noticed the attendant, waving them off in agreement with Shazadi though his hungry eyes never left her body. Like a lion stalking a gazelle, he was watching for the opening to consume her. Seeing her bend to fill a bucket with water was almost too much, the way it stretched the towel taut over her perfect ass, the slit up the side parting to display her tattooed flesh. He couldn't stand the pressure of the towel pressing against him anymore, and with a quick movement had it unwound from his waist and thrown carelessly against the wall. So when she turned to ask him her question, he was standing there, aching with need for her, and that need was in no way concealed.<br/><br/>"Shazadi." Was all he said as he closed the distance between them, his hands cupping her face as he leaned down to taste her lips once more. One hand slipped down to her waist, and when he broke the kiss, panting with need, he stared into her eyes with a desire so strong it was burning him from inside. "Getting clean would take too long."