<strong>Dominus, testing his temper<br/>Villa Inner Courtyard</strong><br/><br/>His Valeria's hips tilted downwards slightly, her exhale fanning across his features in warm breath which bared her scent, her graceful form tentatively grinding down against his arousal. Manius glanced down at his obvious lust which strained against his garment towards her, its length and girth restrained enough to throb and frustrate him. The dominus flickered his piercing eyes back up to his woman, brow lifting to match her own at her tone.<br/><br/>Lithe fingers laced through his thick locks, giving a deliberate pressure to his skull as she twisted it around her delicate fingers so capable of tormenting a weaker man, perfectly capable to torment<em>any</em>male's body. Manius stared up at her from beneath his dark brows and his obsidian locks of hair which hung before his forehead. His finger crooked at her chin, the tips curling around her jaw to hold her face in place. The words she gave were crossing the boundary of teasing, delving into haughty and mocking. The thundering sound echoed from his chest, resonating as a storm through the room as if vowing lightning would follow the thunder.<br/><br/>"To see to it that my woman knows her place in this ludus." He remarked, arching a wicked brow. His hands tightened on her thighs, sliding up higher as he hissed in his breath with appreciation. "And with her husband." He whispered, giving his hips another tilt which ground his hot arousal. He cared not that a slave watched them. The daring woman stole his fruit and kissed at his fingertips. Her position of authority was soon to be removed. "Nakia." He continued to stare at Valeria, eyes dropping to her breasts as he tilted his head and casually ran his finger down the crevice of her full soft mounds. "Escort the Domina to our chambers. Ensure she is prepared for me when I arrive." He commanded, running his hand down the curve of her back, to pet her pert arse patronisingly. He leaned closer, his mouth beside her ear. "I shall see to it you are certain... that I have not lost my touch. Nor the capability of my hands." He promised.