Frost waited with bated breath, silently left alone in the training room after their steamy confrontation.
No matter how hard he tried he couldn't erase the sight nor the sound of Khione's erotic moaning from the forefront of his mind and to be honest he didn't want to. His expression rapidly switched between calm and collected to lustful and mischievous as his restraint continued to falter.
His heart thumped like a loud drum, his blood heating up to the point of boiling as his baser emotions screamed out his true desires. He wanted to see her like that again, no matter the cost.
Frost was forced to admit to himself that he could no longer see Khione in the same manner as before. Their bond of friendship and their relationship as teacher and student was no longer enough to satisfy him. With greed growing rampant in his heart a voice that only he could hear made its presence known.
