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Private Lessons - Part One

"I could always give you some real private lessons. Not of the combat variety of course." Zenitsu narrowed his gaze before scoffing, pulling free from the hold. His hair whipped with the action, those pools of honey for eyes always drawing Uzui's gaze.

"Such a dirty mind, Uzui-san. As my superior, that is no way to speak." The sound pillar knew the other was merely jabbing at him. It only made him more excited, those eyes becoming dangerously narrowed.

"As your superior, my word is an order." 

"Such a tyrant." Zenitsu faked disbelief before facing the other, his legs crossed still.

"You love this, being ordered around. Being pushed around." There was a long silence as Zenitsu shrugged. 

"Maybe. It is quite intriguing. Or as you say 'flamboyant'. Alright, give me an order than. Give me my lesson, Uzui-san~" He added a flare to the end, letting it roll off his tongue as he tilted his head slightly. After all the time with Uzui, he'd learned a few tricks. Mainly how to pull at the restraints the other had. He was a master at seduction, only towards the sound pillar.

"Hm~ Alright, we'll start with the basic's first. Call it a sampling." Zenitsu smirked as Uzui moved a bit. He unfolded the blonds legs before pulling the other closer. His body lingered close as he pressed Zenitsu into the cushion, those eyes shimmering with lust. His voice was dripping like honey, so sweet and alluring. "It's best to start from the beginning and work up. It builds foundation. Hope you're ready Zenitsu, cause this training will be hard. Harder than you've ever experienced. Sure you're up for it?"

"Such a dumb question. Would I be here otherwise? Show me that dominance you love to treasure~" While Uzui's voice was like honey and sweet, Zenitsu was far more intoxicating. It roped the pillar in with ease. Those lips the blond had tasted before were pressing to his without hesitation, submission almost immediate. Zenitsu knew who was in charge and was all for it. 

Those lips were roughly running along the blondes, tongues dancing together. The sounds, while noisy and not so graceful, were a melody to the two. It only showed their lustful hearts. Zenitsu always loved the embrace of Uzui. The kisses and cuddles. While Uzui was not completely his, he felt higher then the wives at times. Like they never existed. It was a rush that he held deep in his quaking heart. Their relationship was something of secret, but it made it all the more sweet. All the more rich. It wore it's bitter moments, but the rush was undeniable. 

The kiss had slowly deepened over time, Uzui tracing his hand along Zenitsu's leg. Those fingers traced gently, taking in the measurements of the younger male. All the features and muscles. Each fiber of the blond was special in the pillars eyes. Something he valued highly. Zenitsu's body was one he never forgot. The trace of his hips. The smell of his hair and skin. The smooth texture of his flesh and steady hum of his heartbeat. Uzui knew it all. Zenitsu was not some Demon slayer or a time passer. He was that of a god to him. Perfection encased in a single mortal body. At some point the pillar pulled away, noticing the slight plumpness of the other's lips, the rough kiss showing. The saliva trailing his chin as those eyes only narrowed further, urging him onward. Coaxing him to carry on and progress. So he did. He wanted everything from Zenitsu. His voice. His gaze. His warmth. His heart. He was a selfish individual and always got what he wanted. In the end, he merely wanted Zenitsu as a whole.

"How about we move to lesson #2. It's quite a leap, I must say." Uzui pulled away, rising from the seat before walking to a chest located on the east side. Opening it, he pulled out fabric before shutting the trunk and wandering over. His voice as he spoke was demanding, sending chills throughout Zenitsu at the calm serenity, yet venomous tone of the words. "Turn around and kneel for me."