<strong>(JOINED POST)</strong><br/><br/>Yet orders were orders and she had to keep him restrained for the most part, at least until obedience will become his second nature. Their kiss was deep and violent, without any of the two backing away.<br/><br/>Her hands found their way further down, caressing the strong lines of his stomach and they reached his manhood. A small test was what she had in mind, to see how long he would last under her experienced and maddening touch. Her long fingers worked like magic, stroking up and down as she loved the feeling of being in control over his senses.<br/>His body reacted instinctively. The mind was strong but the body was but flesh. Mortals... they had been blessed with souls of varying strength but their shells were so pathetic... so inferior yet so... entertaining to her kind. His blurred gaze suddenly hardened and once more he locked eyes defiantly despite the pleasure she bestowed upon him with her hand. He was 'but a man' and yet a strange one... Angels were vastly more powerful. As were her fellows... as were some of the more 'special' beings out there... yet this one... reeked of destiny... and focused agression.<br/><br/>She had to try harder, only a bit more. It was the first time she faced such a challenge, having to bend both the mind and the body, yet his mind resisted albeit the physical reactions. She could see it in his eyes, the way he silently defied the calling of the flesh. Had she quickened the rhythm, her touch would only hurt.  Frustrated to the point of anger she suddenly positioned herself on her knees and started to lick his shaft, eager to get a taste of his precum and maybe even something more.<br/>He allowed his lips to part, almost gasping. She was good. Her martial status and selfconfidence was more appealing than her curvacious form was in itself. He distracted himself by looking at her swinging tail. He knew she'd soon cause him to explode... probably some form of torture or humiliation...though its purposes or logic were beyond him.<br/>