[M] Panic!
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He noticed the scars that marred her body in places, but they did nothing to deter him. If anything it made him want her more. He peered at her beneath his lashes, a heat spreading in his cheeks. Oh god, he swallowed the lump that had arisen in his throat as he watched her pink tongue slide over her lips. How long was this, this feeling going to last? His body ached for her, he wanted nothing more than to be with her, to lay beside her for the day, the night, until he was duly spent, for as long as this wonderfully primal feeling raged within him. His ears twitched to the sound of her whine, pining for him for his body as much as he was hers. He closed his eyes and inhaled her sweet perfume. They opened slowly and when he watched her shyly look away he wanted to hold her, to lift her chin so he could look into her dazzling amethyst eyes and kiss her moist succulent lips. But that wasn't all he wanted to do with her. His eyes flicked to the couch behind her and he imagined himself laying her down against the cushions and wrapping her legs about his waist. A feral growl rumbled deep in his throat and he took a step towards her. The reality was so obtainable all he had to do was reach out to her, take her in his arms. But something deep inside stopped him, kept him rooted to the spot. He could not advance another step.


His eyes never left her, they watched her every move, enchanted by how sensually her body worked. With some hesitation she placed the dagger on the table top. He'd been too oblivious to be wary of the weapon any longer, but some of the tension in his body subsided at her relinquishing it. The man had never been with a woman before, but his body didn't allow him to be apprehensive it just wanted one thing, the both of them united in this single crippling desire. The pack and all its contents thudded to the ground, some of his things spilling from it, but he didn't care he only had eyes for her fingers as they trailed a path down to her bare breast. His heart skipped a beat, but he wasn't satisfied he wanted it to go lower, his hazel eyes blazed multiple hues of color, brown, and amber, and green. He took another step towards her, unknowingly, his body responding. The tangled laces of his leather pants were bulging. Fortunately for him his sword belt kept the pants secure about his hips. "Sidra..." He whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.


She sauntered towards him and his eyes roamed from her swaying hips to her face. The scent grew stronger, and his body quivered. When her hands touched his an electric shock raced through his body. He felt his feet moving and was powerless to stop them as he obediantly followed her to the couch. "I suppose we could, talk." He replied in a seductive drawl. He was humming with the energy of being so close to her, and he found he wanted to be closer, intimately so. It was his turn to look away and he occupied himself with his shield, ducking under the strap and standing it up against the couch. His sword belt he kept in place for now as he sat himself beside her. It was unbearbale being so close, every inch of his body humming. He gazed absently at the alcohol, then turned his gaze back to her as he grinned sheepishly. "I suppose one...wouldn't hurt, would it?" He eyed both the flask and the whine. "There's no glasses..." he said as he hesistated, his mind breaking through the fog for a brief moment.


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