I Never Kiss on the First Date - White's Funhouse

She still just looked confused.

"Okay."

He pressed on, clearly enjoying the feel of her skin to his hands. "I had an idea. But I was not certain if you would agree."

She closed her eyes again.

"What idea is this?"

He leaned in and whispered into her ear. "Three nights." he whispered.

His gentle hands continued to bathe her, gently cupping her breasts. "You and I would engage in some game of wits. Perhaps chess. Perhaps cards. Perhaps something else. The loser shall serve as the winner's pet for three full nights, with whatever stipulations we find appropriate."

He began kissing the side of her neck. "You may propose another game if you wish."

She shook her head.

"I cannot agree to this. I cannot agree to spend the day with anyone."

He touched her cheek. "Why?"

She smiled.

"Because I am old. Because I escaped the Tremere. Because I do not trust anyone to spend the day with other than my own servant."

He smiled back. "But others have trusted you to place their entire well-being in your hands."

She smiled.

"Yes. I did not say that the decision was wise."

"I see." his hands continued to caress her.

She smiled and closed her eyes again.

Each time he did she would purr softly.

He whispered in her ear. "Do you still believe I haven't gotten what I wanted from this night?"

She shrugged.

"It depends upon what you want for this night."

He kissed her again. "I already have it."

She blinked.

"What is it?"

She looked confused again but kissed him softly.

She purred softly and closed her eyes.

He whispered in her ear as he continued to tend to her. "I must admit, servicing you is incredibly satisfying."

She laughed.

"Why is that?"

His hands gently grasped her behind. She could feel him becoming aroused again. "It is as you said before. You are beautiful, powerful, incredible. To pleasure you is to pleasure the divine."

She laughed quietly.

"I see."

She looked over her shoulder at him.

"It seems you wish to play more."