Cadrissa giggles at my remark, though sourness lingers in her. "You are going to marry Seinnissia. Regardless if you have to wait a while before it becomes from public knowledge, and socially accepted. I can't. I can't be with Brenna anymore, and it's my fault. I could have been more attentive".

"Maybe. But a relationship it's not about one or the other. Meaning Brenna has the same fault as you, Rissa. Perhaps more since «He» could read your mind. He should have known you couldn't initiate intimacy without guidance from him. And if he didn't pry on your brain out of respect for you. Then it's also his fault for thinking like that. In fact, and it's just my opinion. You and he should accept what Brenna is capable of. It's natural for him and his Family to read thoughts. And if you want to be with him, you have to accept that part of him. Just like he must understand that your lack of communication is an intrinsic trait of your behavior, because you don't consider excessive words mandatory, while he simply decided not to share his problems. Both of you are wrong, but the reasons behind your mistakes are very different".

Cadrissa gets closer, sitting next to me. "How do you do it, Vurckair?. How do you deal with this uncertainty when you fail?. I've never experience this before".

"Seriously?!. You never ever made a mistake, Rissa?!. That's a wild statement… , Well, the first step after a failure, is analyze what you did wrong, try to correct it, and move on. I know it sounds simple, but if you are going to dwell on the mistake, «Why worry?». And if you are going to overcome it, «Why worry?»".

She laughs. "You are so carefree when you shouldn't be!".

"«Everything is wrong, and everything is right. All depends on who hears it, and who says it». Actually, someone else could tell you the same thing, Rissa, and you would get angry. But you are accepting my words because you respect me. If that weren't the case, you might be very upset with me".

"I can't get angry with you, Vurckair. But i'm frustrated with myself".

"The best way to deal with our problems, is boarding them, or venting. Everyone does it differently. «Alcoholics drink». «Drug addicts get high». «Perverts. Like me. Do kinky stuff». And so on. Tell me, Rissa. «What do you do?»".

"I love read, train, and fight".

My smile turns mischievous. "You Read here, and Fight in the arena. Did it work?".

"No".

"Then, let's be more direct, Rissa. Do you want the, «Training», be imparted solely by me?". I gaze at her prominent physical attributes. "Or wait for Crissy?".

"I…". Cadrissa's breath gets ragged, her pink irises dragged around when my hand comes up, brushing slow my thumb, the touch deliberate and gentle, almost delicated across her puffy lower lip.

"My proposal is simple, Rissa. Do you want my private tutelage?. Or bits of intimacy, along occasional instruction?".

"Yes". She whisper mindlessly, her voice dropping low, intoxicated by the memory of what we did yesterday in this chamber.

My hand passes behind Cadrissa's head, resting on her right shoulder, unfastening her chainmail gambeson.

She doesn't oppose my advance, her smooth pristine skin is soft, and warm. My assuring touch encouraging her to lean closer, waiting for an innocent peck on her lips.

Though i devour her with the relentless passion of a kiss that is all, less gentle.

Cadrissa's hoarse throaty hum vibrates from her mouth to mine. Like her palms reach for my frame, her fingers tangling in my indigo hair, boldly pulling me into a make out session.

Her mouth is not demanding, just needy, and my expert tongue coax her into parting her lips, receiving an overdose of excitement, not breaking the kiss at my invasion, her breath quickening, while her dazed gaze is gleaming with raw, primal desires.

In one fluid motion, she dematerialize part of her chainmail, leaving her glorious breasts bare before me, her seductive womanly figure is flawless, a masterpiece of mother's nature, generous and enchanting, with delicious prominent curves, and sturdy firm muscles.

Rissa is half a feet taller than me, but she continues docile and cooperative.

Guiding her by posing my hands on her sensuous hips, i drag her to sit on my lap, urging myself to explore her body, especially the ripe curves of her firm butt.

"Your tuition, Vurckair". Mutters Cresseida, her mind finally catching up the motion executed by her body.

There was never a sliver of pretense between us. The phrases is a mere cliche roleplay, rather than a real choice. Yet, she took it.

The thrill rushing through her is substantial, unaware that Ines it's not sleeping, if not accepting her voyeuristic tendencies.

Massaging Cadrissa's buttocks, grants me the perfect excuse to deliver a hard spank to her rear. Her loud incredulous gasp is lewd, and breathless, panting profusely.

Before she can formulate a single sentence, i spun her around, her back pressing against my chest, both arms wrapped around her waist, keeping her in place by creeping up my palms to grope her large breasts, my thumbs circling her nipples, provoking heated moans that sprout involuntarily from her.

"You are a marvel, Rissa". I murmur against her ear, my voice husky, closer to a growl.

Deviating my sight, i dart down, searching for the sensitive spot in Cadrissa's neck, the same place i bite Cresseida under the Young Sophomore's oblivious suggestion, and like her Elder Aunt, i sunk my teeth to leave a lasting hickey.

Despite she seals her mouth tight, muffled whimpers become hornier and labored.

My hand wanders down, tickling her navel before trailing lower, my fingers dipping between her thighs, soaked at finding her lady parts already wet and eager.

Holding Cadrissa in place, accelerates my heart rate, the rapid beats setting a rhythm in the breath of my partner, becoming calmer and measured, establishing a power dynamic that is irrevocable.

"The first lecture will begin as soon as you say, «Yes, Sir». Do you understand, Rissa?".

I let my fingers dance around Cadrissa's labia, teasing her soaked soft folds, sticky with her juices tha possess a lingering fragrance of cherries.

"Yes, Sir"…

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