[b][color=a2d39c]Zensei Zaza[/color][/b]

Zensei acknowledged Kuroda's interest in his bribe for forgiveness and continued to stare through the skylight. Secretly, he himself didn't even know what he was offering. 

A musky smell floated out from the nocturne that had just removed his boots, beanie, and gloves. The pixie, now allured, rolled over to face him. Zensei stared into his yellow eyes as the moonlight flickered over them, it seemed as if his eyes were the face of the sun. They burned into the little pixie's soul, engraving their images into his brain. The way they sparkled as the stars did outside and glowed like luscious honey, they set a flame to his itty-bitty heart, how they widened in excitement and pushed out what little heat they had left. Zensei knew exactly what he would give Kuroda.

Zensei opened his mouth but left his lips relaxed, making them look fuller, and seductively proposed to Kuroda. [color=a2d39c]"You can be my slave."[/color] His words sounded like an icy breeze, it sounded like a dark sky as it's rain pounds the ground, yet still soft. He slowly began to close his eyes as the sound of whipping and electricity began to sound from downstairs. He didn't need to be under his blanket to sleep, Kuroda's fiery eyes gave off a satisfying warmth that became his blanket.