Bells POV.
At my request, the computer plays us a track from my RnB playlist. The lyrics are so sinful, but that's the mood I am aiming to create. I run my hand, which is still holding the d**k clamp, up and down the bulge of Karanos's d**k, and he moans softly, closing his eyes for a bit. My other hand caresses his chest through his shirt as my fingers work their way to peel off his buttons, possibly two at a time, and before I know it, Karanos helps me take off his shirt completely. He pulls me deeper into him and kisses me, grabbing my butt.
"Mhm, wait, Kal," I say, causing him to break the kiss.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" He holds me by my shoulders and stares into my eyes.
"Kal, though it’s not our first kinky s*x, I feel the need to establish some basic rules. It is essential that we
