"Tenebie, I don't think this is the swimming pool," said Collette in a deep voice.

The centurion glanced at Emil and Richter who were staring at him and said, "Normally I would say something at a sight like this, but I don't feel the need."

Collette began sniffing the air around her and shrieked, "Oh my god is that CHEESE?!? Tenebie, you know I'm DEATHLY ALERGIC to cheese!"

"Really? My mistake." Then Tenebrae said quietly to Emil, "May I borrow some of that?"

Emil handed him some and Tenebrae discreetly hid it. He glance at Emil and Richter in disgust and said, "I'm taking Collette to the pool now. You two enjoy yourselves."
Once they were alone again, Emil walked back to Richter and said, "Now where were we?"

Richter smiled a mischievous half-smile and said, "I'll remind you…Now it's my turn."

Richter pushed Emil's shoulders against the ground and moved so he was lying on top of Emil. He slowly began to move his body up and down. He moved his hands to grip Emil's hips and pull them towards him. The blond moaned loudly. He loved the feeling of having Richter in him. He'd never felt anything so amazing… He never wanted it to stop. Richter glanced at Emil's face as if in questioning, and then began to pick up the speed a bit.

Both men were completely covered in sweat. Richter began to thrust more forcefully as he let out his own moans. It became almost painful for Emil and he struggled not to scream. He tried to stay still but the pain became unbearable.

"R-Ric…Richter….S-Stop…I can't…" Emil managed to get out.

"No," growled the older man sounding animalistic.

"P-please…Richter! ...Just a….little…break," Emil almost screamed.

The older man unwillingly stopped and angrily turned to face away from Emil, still panting.

"I thought you said you were ready," hissed Richter.

"I-I am. It's just all so fast," Emil muttered, "I'm sorry."

Richter sighed, "Its okay. I pushed you too far. We can stop if…"

"No!" Emil shouted, grabbing Richter and turning him to face him and kissed him hard and said, "I want this…for us."

"Very well, I'll take it slowly this time then," said Richter and then he softly kissed Emil and whispered, "I love you."

The blond broke the kiss and whispered back, "I love you too."

"I'll let you take control then," muttered Richter. "Just fuck me. Fuck me hard."

Presea walked quietly into the room. She looked around and said in her small, emotionless voice, "I was looking for Regal's room, but I got lost. It must be the next one over." And with that, she left the room as quietly as she came in.