Creating a Masochist

"Mmmn~" Sage moaned, feeling Kaze's finger move up her thigh, lifting her red cocktail dress. However, she became frustrated when he traced down, removing his hand and embracing her in a hug. "You're a tease."

"Do you like it when I tease?" He asked in a mesmeric tone, tracing his fingers up her neck, grabbing the zipper to her dress, and stopping. His action exposed his question's irony, making her shiver in pleasure.

"There's a difference between teaser and misleader and disappointed and impatient." The redhead smiled, eyes closed, "You're the former, and I'm the latter. In a relationship like that, what's not to love?"

"Is that so?" Kaze mused, unzipping her dress slowly and letting it drop to the ground at her feet, "If you're impatient, then are you acting so docile?"