The next time I entered Midnight's room, Hawks was already there. He was shirtless and barefoot, only wearing a snug pair of jeans. He had his hands behind his head, like before, his fingers interlocked. His back was to me, and I could see that most of his back was covered with a detailed tattoo of wings.

Midnight smiled at me. "Come on over, Jade. I had our boy come in early so I could whip him into shape first." I noticed that she was holding a riding crop. "He tends to get a little bratty if I'm too easy on him. You can touch him, if you like. He won't move until I give him permission."

I did want to touch him. I moved close enough to trace my fingertips lightly over the tattoo, and Hawks let out a small gasp as I touched his skin. Then I smoothed my hands down his sides, feeling his smooth torso. I circled around to his front, and saw that he was blindfolded. I ran my hands down over his pecs, then his abs, and he gasped softly, his muscles twitching beneath my touch. I trailed my fingertips even lower, to the trail of hair leading down from his navel. I could see the bulge in his jeans. At our last session, when Midnight had him drop his pants, I'd only seen him from behind, and I'd been curious ever since.

It was like she read my mind. Her mouth curled up in a devilish smile. "Do you want to see the rest?"

"Yes, Mistress." I took half a step back, breathing hard.

"Hawks, pants off."

He quickly unfastened his jeans and shoved them down, stepping out of them before putting his hands behind his head once again. I stared openly. He was already mostly hard, and the sight of him stirred something in me.

Midnight teased the riding crop down his thigh. "Isn't he lovely? When he's behaving, that is. Understood, Hawks?"

"Yes, Mistress," he gasped. "I'll be good for you, Mistress."

"Would you like Jade to touch you?"

"God yes, please Mistress!" His voice cracked a little.

Midnight practically purred. "That's my good boy. Go on then, Jade."

I cupped his firm ass in my hand, and as I gave him a soft squeeze, he sucked in a sharp breath of air, his cock twitching. I put my other hand on his stomach, and let my fingers slide down, until I could wrap my hand around his growing erection. He let out a moan as my fingers closed around him. I watched his jaw clench and the muscles in his abs twitch as I gently teased him.

Before long, Midnight tapped my wrist with the riding crop. "Your turn, Jade; strip." Then she gave Hawks a gentle swat. "This way."

As I undressed, I watched her guide him towards the bed, then stop him just at the side. Soon, she beckoned me over. She lounged at one end, and as I joined her, she pulled me into her lap so she was cradling my head and shoulders. As we lay there, I let myself admire Hawks' physique. To my surprise, I did not find myself intimidated or insecure. Instead, I was thinking how nice his trim, tan body would look up against my pale, soft curves. I guess I had made more progress than I realized.

Midnight ran her fingers down my cheek. "What would you prefer, his hands or his mouth?"

I looked at Hawks, and felt torn between my options. "I don't know."

Midnight raised the end of the crop under his chin. "Hawks, what do you think Jade would like better?"

He smirked under the blindfold. "Both, Mistress."

Midnight looked at me, and I nodded hurriedly. She smiled. "Go on then, Hawks. Don't disappoint my girl."

"You know I won't, Mistress."

He slid his hands across the sheets, searching for us. His fingertips bumped into my side, and he bent down to place a wet kiss on my stomach as he ran his hands over me. He pressed a few more open-mouthed kisses along my ribs, then gave me a gentle bite, making me gasp. He kept mouthing his way along, until he found the underside of my breast and rubbed his stubbled cheek against me. Then he sucked my nipple into his mouth, making me cry out. His hand went to my other breast to tease and pinch, while the heat of his mouth and his determined tongue drove me wild. After a while, he switched sides, giving little bites to my tender skin along the way.

Then he changed direction. He moved down my body, trailing kisses and soft bites down my stomach. His hands slid down my thighs as he moved lower, pushing them apart so he could get between. He kissed down past my navel, then brought his mouth between my legs with a hungry moan. I let my head fall back onto Midnight's lap and my hips arched towards Hawks. He alternated between sucking at my clit and pressing his tongue as deep as he could. Then he added his fingers, pressing in two, then three. He soon had me writhing in Midnight's arms, digging my fingers into the sheets.

"You can touch him," Midnight reminded me.

I grabbed a fistfull of his hair, grinding myself up against him. He moaned, which I felt as much as heard. To my delight, I found that he became more enthusiastic the harder I tugged. Soon he was making just as much noise as I was.

Midnight interrupted. "Hawks, color?" she asked. I let go of his hair.

Hawks sat back on his heels, gasping. "Yellow," he panted.

I quickly sat up, and Midnight moved closer to him. "What's the matter?"

He whimpered. "Please, I need more; it hurts."

"Are you too hard, baby?" Hawks nodded, and Midnight made a soothing sound. "Tell me what you need."

"I need to be touched, please Mistress."

"What a good boy, using your words." She slid her fingers around his cock, and he cried out in relief. She praised him as she began to stroke. "This is how good boys get treated. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," he gasped.

As she moved her hand, teasingly slow, Hawks clenched his jaw and let out small, shuddering breaths. "Since you've been so obedient, I'll even let you take this off." She pulled the blindfold away.

He blinked as his eyes adjusted. "Thank you, Mistress." As she kept working him slowly, he let his eyes roam over my body. To my surprise, I did not feel self-conscious. From the look on his face, he was just as desperate for me as I was for him. He looked at Midnight. "Please, Mistress, may I?"

Midnight looked back at me. "Jade, show our boy what he could have." Looking at Hawks, I spread my thighs apart. He breathed out sharply, his mouth hanging open. Midnight chuckled softly at his reaction. "See what nice rewards you get when you behave yourself?"

He licked his lips, his face pinched with need. "Please, Mistress? Please!"

"What do you say, Jade? It's up to you."

"Yes," I nodded. "Yes, Mistress."

Midnight let go of Hawks and moved away, but he didn't budge. Then she handed him a little square condom packet. "Go on," she said. He ripped open the packet with his teeth and skillfully rolled the condom on, his eyes never leaving my body. She tapped his shoulder with the riding crop. "Hawks, darling, if you finish first, you get twenty whacks. Understood?"

"Yes, Mistress," he said, his voice so rough it was almost a groan.

"Jade, tell him what you want."

I met his eyes. "Hawks, I want you inside me."

He dropped forward. "Thank you," he whispered, then pushed into me. I moaned softly as he gasped in relief.

"Very good, my pets," Midnight said huskily. "Jade, color?"

"Green," I whispered. It felt so satisfying just to have him inside me. I could hardly remember what I had been so nervous about.

"Would you like for him to start moving?"

"Yes, please," I answered, looking Hawks in the eyes.

She swatted his thigh with the riding crop. "You heard the lady." Hawks pulled back a little and slid in again, both of us moaning at the sensation. Midnight trailed the end of the crop over his back. He moved at a deliciously easy pace. I ran my hands up his biceps, his shoulders, his neck.

Midnight let out a soft hum. "Jade, remember you're in control. Do you want him to go faster, or harder?"

"No," I said. "This is perfect." I trailed my fingers over his mouth, and he ducked his head to suck on my fingertips. I licked my own lips as I watched him. "Hawks, is this good for you?"

"Better than good," he assured me. "Fucking incredible. And you?"

"Amazing," I said softly. "You can touch me," I added, realizing I had never given him permission.

He brought his hand to my thigh, then up my side, over my breast, up my neck to tangle in my hair, before trailing it down again. He continued his languid pace until we were both trembling.

"A little faster," I whispered. He sped up, grunting softly at the change in sensation.

The pleasure was quickly overwhelming me, but I wasn't ready for it to be over. I lightly ran my fingernails down his chest and he let out a shuddering gasp. "Come for me, Jade," he pleaded.

"I will," I promised. "I'm almost there." My hips were rising up to meet each thrust, and wherever I touched him was damp with sweat.

Hawks threw his head back, his face drawn tight in concentration. I tightened my legs around him. A ragged moan escaped his chest as he kept pumping.

I felt the pressure building. "Yes," I panted. "Just like that." Then I felt the pleasure begin to surge over me. I tangled my fingers in his hair and held on as my body started to convulse.

With a strained cry, Hawks gave a few more thrusts, and then he was coming too. His moans of ecstasy were almost as rewarding as the sensations washing over me. I felt tears of relief and joy leaking from my eyes. Gradually he slowed, then stilled. He braced himself over me as both of us gasped for air.

I didn't want this feeling to end. "Stay," I whispered, pulling him closer.

He eased his weight down onto me, nuzzling his face into my neck. "So soft," he hummed. I closed my eyes and smiled.

Midnight covered us with a soft blanket, then put a hand on each of our heads, playing with our hair. I looked up, and she was beaming.

"Hawks, you did so well. I'm glad you decided to behave yourself, and I bet you are too."

Without opening his eyes, he nodded. "Mm-hm."

She looked at me, beaming. "Jade, you've really come out of your shell. I'm so proud of you."

"I am too," I said, and it was the truth.