The Vow Of Seduction *Rough Draft Completed*

4.3-Santo (August 17-23)

*Author's Note: This is just a few days late. I apologize and am hoping i can get caught back up for an update on Friday.*

Santo smiled at the beauty that stood in front of him. She twirled just like she did for the photos she took just a few days ago with Kensa.

"I am so proud of you..." He smiled at her with his genuine words, "but now the question arises...what do you think about my lifestyle? I know that you have been researching like I asked you to."

She blushed a bright red, "Kensa wasn't supposed to tell you that. I didn't want you thinking that I couldn't trust you because I know that I can. Just that you are a dominant...she is a submissive...things are seen differently depending on your viewpoint."

"I love how when you talk about things that you are unsure of, you use game analogies. I do love the creed series though," he wraps his arms around her gently, giving her wiggle room so she doesn't panic.

"I don't see how that is cute. Most men get intimidated when a female can kick their asses at a video game. You know, it's like how some women get upset when others cook better than her..."

"But I thought that you didn't like cooking?"

"I never said I was talking about me. I know women who get hostile when someone, especially a man, cooks better than she does. I don't get the point seeing that they are both well fed and that should be all that matters. That's how I see it at least."

"Santo, sweetheart, I think that you are very bias about me. I mean, you have feelings for me and I don't think that anyone will let you deny that either," Ena smiled at him and it melted his heart.

"Ena, I am bias. That is a right allowed to me. Just doesn't mean that everyone has to agree with me." Chuckling at her and the idea, he smiled at her.

"Tonight is going to be very fun. I can't wait to see what you have in store for us tonight."

"Ena, dear, you are going to have to trust me if you want tonight to work well. Please remember that you trust me enough to even touch your thighs..." He paused remembering just how hesitant she had been when he pressed his lips gently to the scars and how she clung to him afterwards.

"I do trust you. I don't know how much more I can do to prove that..." her voice was thick with sadness and anger.

"I'm not asking you to prove it. You've already done that, multiple times. I just want you to remember that the plans that I have tonight will only work if you remember that you trusted, and still trust, me."

She smiled as he brought her body close to his.

"Santo, there is just something about you that makes me trust you and I honestly don't know if I should or not, but I do. That terrifies me...I've never been this open with someone since I was you..."

"I know and you are a doll for trusting me. I know that there will be a lot that you aren't ready for, but I do want to talk to you more about bdsm. That is our goal for tonight. Your fears, what turns you on and everything in between; I want to know your happiest dreams too..." he let his words fall onto her.

Her breathing was becoming more shallow as he spoke to her. His words alone were driving her crazy. Santo watched as her chest rose and fell before he leads her to the couch.

"Sit with me. Get comfortable and we will stay here for a while...Oh, if I haven't mentioned it yet, I really like the way you look in a dress," he smiled as he walked towards the counter and grabbed two sodas and two shot glasses.

"I think there is another reason that you like me in dresses too," she joked playfully.

"Yeah, all because they totally accent all of the curves of your body and I love that about you. I love the way you look like you have all the confidence in the world."