Xarakas felt relieved as Asha explained what she'd really meant when she said schedule, although knowing that she had an actual schedule of how she wanted their encounter to go wasn't very reassuring.
Although, as she asked about his patron, he was quick to shake his head, not particularly interested in explaining his relationship to the High Priestess right now. So he closed the distance between them again, peppering kisses along her jaw and down her neck again since she'd seemed to enjoy that when he'd been doing it a few moments ago.
"I'd much rather focus my attention on you, Princess. Let's forget the schedule, just enjoy ourselves," he murmured, letting his hands wander over her skin as he tried to get her mind off of his patron.
Asha might have usually been annoyed that he honestly thought his blatant attempt to distract her would work, but this wasn't a usual situation. Trapped between Xarakas and her demon, she melted into his touch with a soft, rumbling purr as her fingers trailed to his waistband.
"The last time I let someone convince me of that, I had to go home and take care of myself, Xarakas. Trust me, you'll enjoy it too," she urged, cupping and teasing him through the fabric of his pants in the hopes of helping him see things her way.
"That just means you've never been with someone who can satisfy you properly," Xarakas countered with a growl as she began to tease him through the fabric of his pants, his arousal already evidently.
Asha grinned at his growl, continuing to tease with him cupped in her hand as he promised to satisfy her—his way.
"I promise I'll take care of you, Princess. I wouldn't dream of leaving you wanting," he promised, pressing a deep kiss to her lips for good measure as he pushed up the fabric of her bra to expose her breasts, his mouth trailing kisses down her neck until his lips were teasing her newly exposed skin, all while slipping a hand into the front of her pants to begin teasing her center as well.
"I'm only giving you one chance. If it doesn't go over well, you'll listen to my schedule," she warned, the words hardly finished leaving her mouth when he leapt right into it. "Ah—" Asha bit her lip to cut herself off as his mouth closed around and started teasing one of her nipples.
Xarakas was glad to hear her approval as he began to tease her nipples with his tongue, allowing his fingers to get to work at her center as he loosened her pants enough to give him room to work. While he hadn't had much control over his sex life, at the very least he'd been able to learn and practice, so he'd gotten very good at pleasuring his partners.
He took a few minutes to figure out what it was that Asha liked, listening and watching for signs she was enjoying his actions more than others, and once he'd figured it out, he got to work, and it didn't take terribly long before he could feel that she was close, his free arm wrapping around her waist to keep her secure as he felt her tremble under him.
"That's it, Princess. Come for me," he purred, pressing teasing kisses across her breasts and neck as his fingers pushed her toward her release.
Despite her reservations about putting her faith in him, it was almost as if Xarakas already knew all the right things to do, and Asha melted like a puddle in his arms, not quite sure at what point she'd let her eyes close and surrendered wholly to his knowing touches.
But as he pushed her close to her release, she clung to him, whimpering and moaning. "Fuck. Don't stop," she begged, coming undone shortly after he bade her to, crying his name. If not for his arm around her waist, she might have stumbled to the ground, her legs suddenly feeling weak and jelly-like.
"God. What the hell was that?" she whispered into his shirt, breathless, while searching for the strength to stand under her own power again.